Connie’s Song- a prayer in 1400 miles of bluesky redclouds, fossils

30 Jul

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Wishes Finally Slowly & Surely

See you again?
Maybe sometime?
I can hear that train
Singing a chorus of
Whistles-
Walls of rock falling
And the victims never
Get to ask why when
The earth swallows
Them and Connie loved
the mountains & her
Old van at the lake in the gloaming
And dinner in front of the old media
Machine

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