Do Not Steer


And so, it has been
And will go
On like this
Until, nothing
The core of the body
Slips then skips
Beating reluctantly
Dissonance from next door
She will light you on fire
When you sleep
The hardest pumps
Come randomly
Losing blood and mojo
Deliberating hacks
Speak in easily deciphered riddles
Not abiding by rules set in thrones
Which explains the incoherence
Or maybe it helps make relate
Too much
Not enough
Time
Damp heart
Unwind in the
Widening gyre
Cannot hear
Only feel
Just drive right through

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”.

6 Responses to Do Not Steer

  1. Great poem. And speaking of which, in my creative writing class this evening, we critiqued a story by a guy who wrote his story very stylistically. It was almost like poetry, specifically yours.

  2. coyotero2112 says:

    This made me go read my W.B. Yeats collection – well done. Like how the reference is in the closing lines. Sounds like it went over well with the class you’re taking.
    Later…

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