Contract Cancellation Poem by Joshua Mccoy

Things are better off this way
Our contract ran in turmoil for far too long anyway
If I never see you again
I will mourn your spot but not seek
Redemption in the form of groveling
Your loss
Not mine
If we don’t ever speak
That will be just fine
Our goodbye will be short and sweet
Neither of us falling at each others feet
In “take me back or “no please no”
Just disperse and fade away
The love I have now is in name only.
A façade of sweet gestures and curiosity.
Nothing to be upset over letting go,
Not worthy of a funeral of white roses with tearful apologies,
Soon to implode from the loose bonds that thinly held us in contact with each other anyway.
This amusing tragedy of decisions and leftover feelings
Combined with
The foul play of loving a lover scorned by another soon to be engaged
Truly must come to a screeching halt because
The audience no longer cares to sit through a five hour root canal and has disappeared without a trace
A true release from these locked doors and pitiful atmosphere of drugs won’t come until nine out of twelve appears on the twentieth day.