All around

Folding the chairs
along with what
needs to be swept up.
Those late ties
to early ends
when the walk
is so long and painful
that it must be finished.
These countless stairs
where no light
can be used
and there are no eyes
that can spare
all the things
that cant be seen.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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