From eyes to lips

I’m dying to scream,
hit a note
that breaks thoughts
like shattered glass
when the night goes blind
and the people
come out with reasons.
I think
all we need is proof,
something to get us through
when times turn
and the sick ones
are the ones laughing now.
It’s like you’ve seen
all the things I’ve done,
always acting like you know what’s good,
or good enough
and all I can think of
is that look on your face
when you think you understand.


About Sean O'Gorman

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

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