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Awake at dawn I stand before iced glass.A flap of newspaper the night’s left limpclings to a pine sapling, even big wordsbled out like poor women stabbed or shotin Memphis, where TV hurls at us nowthe awful, ordinary assaults we escape.Soon, I’ll eat, dress, start my car for work.