Simple Songs

Our smiles are what gives us away

the lost look in our eyes bleeds into the ground

where we’ve buried our hands looking for treasure under rocks

and the space between our feet becomes the only place

we have left to look, once we stand back up.

Don’t stare into the abyss below you.

I’m looking for something in someone else’s eyes

something that I know has already grown away,

but I keep trying

I keep waking up every day hoping it will come back.

We count ourselves lucky

as we drift into the softness

of the lies we use to sing ourselves to sleep at night.


About Sean O'Gorman

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

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