Ides Of March (I Must Have Wanted This) Poem by Michael Fischer

Ides Of March (I Must Have Wanted This)



Drive your knife in my back;
Drive it through my black heart.
Make it come out my chest
to hurt those in my arms!

In your human nature,
something went badly amiss.
But I'm responsible;
I must have wanted this!

You say this will hurt me
more than it will hurt you!

Do you hurt?
Do you feel?
Do you know who I am?

(I close my crying eyes
and softly tell myself...)

Life's mind over matter!
Life's mind over matter!
Think about something else;
Find your serenity!


Time doesn't heal all wounds!
Time doesn't heal all wounds!
I still live in despair;
I still live your nightmare!

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Michael Fischer

Michael Fischer

Buffalo, New York
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