Happy National Poetry Month. Here’s a poem:
What I Look Like In the Morning
gold for gold, sea and sky
muscle across coal harbour view
i look, like a muzzy-eyed heiress:
nobody died for this?
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Prairiepomes 
Oh, to look like a “muzzy-eyed heiress.”
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