Indecent Exposure


I cannot get the taste

of some imaginary poison

out of my mouth

my head will implode,

that much is for sure

sperm in flames

eggs encased in concrete

this story will remain untold

for each letter betrays one another

there is no worth in poetry

anymore:

my life is merely

another poorly-made reconstruction

About Sean William Lynch
Sean Lynch is a writer and editor who lives in South Philly. Lynch's first book of poems, the city of your mind, was published in 2013 by Whirlwind Press. His second chapbook, Broad Street Line, focusing on politics and public transportation, was published by Moonstone Press in 2016. 100 Haiku is his latest release, also published by Moonstone Press in 2018. Lynch's writing has been featured in numerous publications online and in print, including (parenthetical), Poetry Quarterly, and Tincture Journal.

5 Responses to Indecent Exposure

  1. For some reason the sperm and eggs parts and everything afterwards makes me think of all the problems associated with cloning. But being me, I probably got that wrong too, right?

  2. Zen Greenway says:

    “I cannot get the taste of some imaginary poison out of my mouth” – Fantastic. I have felt this way before and not known it. Still can’t define exactly what the feeling is, but you describe it perfectly.

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