Help

In the afternoon
I split in half,
rocking side to side
until I finally fall over
into the darkest place
I’ve ever seen.
Surrounded by
angry smiles
screaming into
empty faces
and I’m almost certain
that my mind
has gone to shit.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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