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Gtimothy Gordon Poem
Dawns Just Like This
Covid Summer 2020
Dawn easing through
Needle-Eye The Organs once
clear-cut, parsed plain, it seems,
like the desert, flattening its curve
over, bramble, pepperweed roughage,
just for us, on dawns just like this,
breath-fresh, not one woke soul sick.
Copyright © Gtimothy Gordon | Year Posted 2020
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