Wounds Representing Winter


once our lips touch

I will have the courage

to kill myself

 

it is never enough

and always too much

sweeping blood and dirt

 

the heights are abandoned

like our souls

 

internet intellectuals

moths around a flame

 

in bed I am

 

internal badges

humility and shame

 

for no one to see

an apparition

 

the gray pony

knocks him into the sea

if only it was me

 

I want to give up these words

but I don’t know…

I barely know myself

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.

6 Responses to Wounds Representing Winter

  1. V.V. Vaymin says:

    Nice. My favorite stanza is, “internal badges/humility and shame.” Great job :)

  2. mytiturk says:

    Disturbing (as intended), I found this piece brilliant and intensely gripping. Thank you for following my blog – hope you find things that you like there.

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