Idiosyncrasy as an Ebbing Trait


She sits in a room filled with trash

With plastic leaves beneath her feet

 

Loyalty has been void in our country

Our parents taught us better

 

His thoughts wander like Jimmy Carter’s

He is ashamed at what he has not done

 

We drank, then turned our sunflowers black and blue

And now we drink no more

 

If only she could live with what has been done

Her pride is Luna in her cycles

 

We are arbitrarily waxing stained steel

Then waning as if she had been swallowed whole

 

He is not good with words, but they are for her

Please do not forgive us

About Sean William Lynch
Sean William Lynch is a poet from New Jersey who was born in 1992. Lynch's first book of poems "the city of your mind" was published in 2013 by Whirlwind Press. Frank Sherlock, the poet laureate of Philadelphia, called Lynch's debut poetry book "visionary." CA Conrad claimed that the book was "marvelous!" S.W. Lynch's writing has been featured in numerous publications online and in print, including Milkfist, Poetry Quarterly, and Tincture Journal.

7 Responses to Idiosyncrasy as an Ebbing Trait

  1. Dizzy says:

    No. “Please do not forgive us.”

    Busy day. Involved lotsa laughing. Who knew? Here’s one of them for you*…
    http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=Dd-0xZTX9m8

    I ❤❤❤❤❤ this poem. You know how I dig the sad.

    Hope you had a great day!💋

    * This is an all-time all Time and Space fave! I ❤ The Worthless Peons! And how! I want to be in this band, man! Or, at the very, very least, be their groupie! 😋 lol

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