Withered While Looking Sharp

the skin on this gun, shedding

oh mother abide with me

each thought regretting

if only


she is so stern

falling asleep to propaganda

frozen and derelict

my apologies for dying


she’s seen a peck of trouble

been rolling about

with the wife hunting me down

it aint any later than usual


no matter how much doubt

I still desire her filigree

been reading all day

I wish I’d want sodomy


father has not forsaken me

and yet He has

modern warfare and digital calamities

not made for small town life


I want her hair

in my mouth

in exchange

for this sour milk

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. Frank Sherlock, the poet laureate of Philadelphia, called Lynch's debut poetry book "visionary." CA Conrad claimed that the book was "marvelous!" His writing has been featured in numerous publications online and in print, including (parenthetical), Poetry Quarterly, and Tincture Journal.

4 Responses to Withered While Looking Sharp

  1. Intense, and very emotional. Enjoyed it.

  2. Angel says:

    So powerful. This is Simon Stimson I’m guessing? And that last stanza…amazing.

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