When the listeners show up to chat.

We should
let us be ourselves
and scream
when the time is right.
Hear our own voices
when the listeners
show up to chat
and the last days
of our holidays
are already
being remembered.
You’re all laughing
on the inside
and I can see it
from this far back,
those pretty smiles
and gentle eyes
all glowing
in the haze of a smokeless room.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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