In tune

She softly smiles
and keeps
these things in line.
I read those letters
with her voice
going on
as if without me
and I cant think.

I’m like a broken thought
that’s fully split
once the last has cleared
and the rest
has sank into nothing.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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