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Karl Johnson
Poems
Jun 2017
IX : XIII
I'm a mime stuck in time
you can only hear my hands
and I can talk all I want
But when my mind is sick
I need a Horologist.
Like my fumbling fingers fail to
pick the tick out my mind
Infecting my thoughts and
******* my time
Seems like the sun's
always setting on my dial
As it waxes and wanes -
I haven't seen the man's face
in a while
Look up for reflection
but only see Khronic-Introspection
National poetry day
#time
#horologist
#mind
#thoughts
#sun
#moon
#introspection
#khronos
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Karl Johnson
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