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Gord

2025-02-04 06:35 am
Words of caution,
Gourds in autumn,
Fears be gone in her,
A plate summed full.

Squash in the soil,
Seeds in the garden,
Water on her arms,
Written over blood.

Gambling problem, 
Lust, as if scarlet, 
Just as I write it: 
Clubs, spades, diamonds.

A heart divines it,
A world divides it,
Time becomes distance, 
A bicycle by the bridge.

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