Admired

Where do I lead,
going off
along the longest road
while nothing changes,
or seems to stay the same.
Talking to myself in whispers,
avoiding the brutal remarks
that pour from
these stranded lips swimming
where all the other faces
look to be looking away.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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