Poetry


Tuesday, November 30th, 2010

 

Somewhere the Sun
David Mac


Somewhere along the way
The gods ended and
The madmen took over everything

Somewhere along the way
The poets leapt like tigers
Or wanted to

And the clock faces smiled
The darkness was unexplainable
And the blues crept in
When your back was turned

But it’s no problem

Only the sun knows
What’s on the other side

The trick is to hammer it out
True
To let it all fall away

The trick is to never know
To feel it raw
Opening out around you
Like there’s nothing left to lose

The trick is to get it down
On the line
Just right

And not to worry

In time you’ll make it through
And it will be good

In time you’ll turn everything
Into words

 

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Plastic Cup Blues
David Mac


An empty plastic cup rattles down the street,
It’s looking for somewhere.
Me and old town eye it,
We are somewhere.

And people drip and flop out of taxis,
They are nowhere.
But they too are looking
For somewhere.

The sad sun falls down again.
It’s all over everywhere.
It’s all over.
Just get used to it.

But what do we care when night comes?
We know it’ll be gone
By morning.
Everything’s too fast or too slow,

It’s how you look at it that
Really makes the difference.
But one day we’ll learn
To look at it right.

One day we’ll
Make up our minds.

 

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David Mac is a thirty-two-year-old unemployed wino forklift driver from the UK whose work has been accepted by Ambit, Weyfarers, Mud Luscious, This Zine Will Change Your Life, Monkey Kettle, Clockwise Cat, Urban District Writer, erbacce, Purple Patch, Urban Landscapes, Neon Highway, KRAX, Moodswing, Decanto, Antique Children, Danse Macabre, Word Riot, Global Tapestry Journal, Obsessed With Pipework, Poetry Over Coffee, United Press, Burning Houses, as well as being a featured poet on The Poetry Kit’s ‘Caught On The Net’. Mac was also voted Monkey Kettle’s Poet of the Year 2009, somehow! Mac has several self-published chapbooks available, plus ‘These Dirty Nothings’ from erbacce-press. He is currently working on the follow-up ‘Room is Brutal’, also witherbacce. 

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