a hopeless song

maybe if i get high again

i could feel that senseless

emotion, that total immersion


maybe if i saw you again

i could catch that intangible

floating above us in our youth


maybe if i sat on my old bed

i could smell that hopelessness

seeping into the stained mattress


should i just take one hit

just a hit of dope

to reach


should i just take a drag

pull myself along

to breathe


if only we can capture

the goal that nostalgia

proffers beyond sobriety


if only this song were for you

i’d bury it in the sand

so we could only hear its muffled breaths

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.

One Response to a hopeless song

  1. pembroke5 says:

    This poem pulls you in. It has to be read several times.

    Alexander Marshall pembroke5@aol.com

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