November 1, 2015

Give Us a Turn

By sjlavery

I’m not a performer,
in half afternoons.
In basements of memory
and rooms of indifference.
I’m not the half blood prince,
who rattles at windows
and trades twenty blows.
I’m you, me and everyone.
The dumb and dumbfounded.
The beggar on the street.
The breather of rarefied air.

This entry was posted on Sunday, November 1st, 2015 at 2:33 pm and tagged with , , and posted in Poetry, Sean Lavery, SJ Lavery. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: