Two of the same

We’re come apart
along the seams like practice,
melting over the edges
of other countries
that aren’t even far away.

And now,
while other voices do the talking
I wonder what will happen,
when our times
will fall into category
and split us down the middle.

One side
for what we felt before,
the other
for what we hope to feel again.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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