Sean McCoy Poems

Why is it everytime
I meet someone?
She seems to be the
wrong one?
...

I tell myself
I enjoy the chaos I create
while I conduct
the lunatic cacophony
...

Can you hear my
heart pounding
Everytime I am
near you?
...

Looking through the lens of hindsight
were the emotions real?
did they exist?
...

Woke up with verse in my head.
Now it is seeping out
onto the paper.
I am going to have
...