Part of the 2010 Poetry Challenge

Unless otherwise noted, the fancy poems on this page are the original works of Sean Paul Mahoney as part of the Positive Energy Works 2010 Poetry Challenge.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

After Whoa by Sean Mahoney

After Whoa

its like holy shit.
its like this is it.
its like oh no.
its like whoa.
but after the crash,
when the mirror has smashed
and the hotel room's been trashed
what's after that?

what is on the next page?
what is left behind on the stage?
do you implode in a rage
or just quietly fade?

Sifting through the ashes
is what comes after whoa.
picking up the pieces
while trying to lay low.
tears rinse off the wreckage.
clothes get picked up off the floor.
the phone is answered.
you wander to the store.

yet maybe you freeze
and thaw real slow.
best not to rush it
so soon after whoa.

Sean Mahoney 1/6/10

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