Simple

I’m drifting into something stranger,

something still trying to trick me

and although I’m tempted,

although I feel clean enough

I still cant figure out a way to break the ice

a way to cut through enough air,

so that I might distance myself from from angry eyes

and let her see me the way I picture it in my head.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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