Only seeing circles

“Will you marry me?”
The question came from the t.v.
while I stared
at you crying in your sleep
and while you cried
your eye lashes clumped and stuck together.

We’re all just a pile of visions,
comments worth saying
and acts deemed as capable,
letting out our tired thoughts
like screamers in a sound proof room.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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