BEN BOSTICK

IF I WERE IN A NOVEL

If I were in a novel

I wouldn’t be the hero

I wouldn’t have the grand romance

Or conquer mighty foes

I wouldn’t be the villain

And hatch an evil plan

I wouldn’t be the rebel

I wouldn’t be the wise man

I would be the nameless clerk

A shadow passing by

Unnoticed in the milling round

Among the faceless crowd

If I were in a movie

I’d have no lines to say

I’d be out of focus

In the distance on the edge of frame

I would be the background

A shadow passing by

Unnoticed in the milling round

Among the faceless crowd

If I were a magician

And could really disappear

Not a soul would notice

And none would shed a tear

If I were to vanish

It would bring no joy

To an audience of no one

No witness to the void