Sebastian JohnstonLindsay

Rookie (December 25,1993 / Brampton, Ontario, Canada)

In The Morning - Poem by Sebastian JohnstonLindsay

In the morning we will twist our hair in auspicious knots,
Glass: These words, shatter, repulse.
Damn these holdings, insolent, forgotten.

You carry meaning like a swift change of glance.
A camel's sunset.

We will die for our fortunatly named children;
And the disection of memories which will begin in just a-few-minutes.
Weight of differences, Let it out now.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 27, 2011


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