A Woven Lie

Your smile still hides your teeth
live gloves protecting hands.
Maybe it’s because the words are so cold
and the love you give
always seems
to be returned
wrapped in insults,
insulated like a warm sweater
that could keep out the cold
but could never break the wind.

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About Sean O'Gorman

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

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