The slow response

I just need until tomorrow,
have a watchful eye
on all
these souvenirs
that have collected
so much dust.
The air here
is like rain in the wind,
pushing you around
until you can’t stay dry
and everything you need
get’s ruined.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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