When This Ends
written by: Eoghan Lyng
@eoghanlyng
When this ends, I hope to travel
Killarney’s passageway, camped in
Oceanic spray mist.
Unleashed with my dog, lit up
And smiling with the communes
Incredible charity.
As we laugh, shudder, remember,
The acrimonious terror two lovers
Forever untouched.
When all this is over, I hope
To recover the laughter we
Left by the sea.
Eoghan Lyng is an Irish man and sometime writer. He lives in Glasgow, having written from the perspective from Cork, Madrid and Prague. He has written for OutlawPoetry, VadaMagazine and FromTheLighthouse.
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