April 6

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Morning breaks like
a rare china plate

with guilt
and marvel

at what cannot
be undone

something
that was years

in the making
and was years

in the saving
is now only was

the sun spills
out its golds

and pinks recklessly
it fills the freeway

softens suburbs
honeys mountains

but only for a minute
or two and then

it’s only
daylight

and business
as usual

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