Sean O'Gorman

Different kinds of poems and random pictures.
Just a t-shirt in Korea

Just a t-shirt in Korea

I always win the impressively choreographed imaginary fights in my head, then stress out for days over shit that doesn’t even make sense.

Just spent 20 minutes remembering listening to the radio with a blank tape ready to record all those songs I can’t even remember now.

Ring

She only calls me

when no one else is home.

Releasing a sigh

with a request for company,

as if I were the lucky one,

someone who must be

waiting by the phone

for the gifted privilege of her voice

saying the words

she thinks

I’ve been waiting

so long to hear. 

At times it feels

like I will never remember

why it was

I came here in the first place.

I give out candy in class. One of my students draws pictures on the wrappers and gives them back to me.

I give out candy in class. One of my students draws pictures on the wrappers and gives them back to me.

Cognitive Translations

Everyone is fighting something,

some invisible feeling

we give birth to in our minds,

but our own perception contradicts us,

it teaches us the war’s external

through hints only found

in the expressions on other people’s faces.