If You Ever Hold My Book

On these pages

you’ll read the look in my eyes,

you might even notice the twitch

once the page eventually turns,

turns

to cut the tip of your finger

while the poems flip and pile

between the covers

like a blanket.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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