I get to go

It’s all just a place to go,
the endless passing point
where the instructions
have so little time
and the looks you get
are only glances in your direction.
I’m sure
it’s a form of heaven,
some kind of guarantee
that there’s always
a way to leave
and those ruts
can never run too deep.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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