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Connor Exodus
Poems
Nov 2016
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Magic man of monophonic root
wreak havoc on the planets of
the yester-years I never saw.
βTil this very morning, I wake.
I listen to the thirst and fear
and funk of a trembling flower.
******* and pain is hard to
swallow. Breathe, awkwardly
through stars of the regular.
Your tears are too cool to cry.
They would dry up and crust
under a spotlight hotter than Mars.
But you cry to me, in the midst
of an hour, minute or day. Now
a momentous speck of stardust.
#man
#pain
#cry
#star
#breathe
#dust
#magic
#*******
#funk
#mars
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