Consumed


All she can ask

Is for a casket

Shrouded shades deceive

As if there is a He

 

Subservience,

Imperialistic Providence

Singing seas in mist,

Metaphysical Nothingness

 

Get out of Paris

It does not exist

Everywhere: the Aran Islands,

Breaking waves in defiance

About Sean Lynch
Sean Lynch's work is crudely balanced between the visceral and cerebral. Lamont B. Steptoe has described Lynch’s writing as having a precociousness that is “observant and compassionate”.

7 Responses to Consumed

  1. Dizzy says:

    And so it goes, hey?

    Very nice words.

    Hope you had a great day!💋

  2. Those first two lines are quite stunning. I like the rest, but that is quite a way to begin.

    Thanks for following my Brautigan blog. He too was a poet of few words.

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