Out of Context

Your hands are the softest part of your body

and your mouth echoes violence

in notes too loud for anyone to hear.

This relationship is reaching limits beyond relaxation

and I still don’t even know your name,

only the fact that you love strawberries

lingers like a wanted expectation

that glows like a bad idea.

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About Sean O'Gorman

Spoken Word poet from Ottawa. View all posts by Sean O'Gorman

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