Shifting through the minutes

The clock’s ticking
and I’m running out of time,
the waitress already wants me to leave
but I’m only getting started,
starting this late night late,
like so many others
who’ve only now
come to this place
to finally come out of their shell.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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