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Herman Shorts

morning glory

i keep smiling
forgetting
to remember
to stop
myself.
now
to stop
remembering
to forget
myself
kept smiling.
 
my coffee
is the first day
of the best
vacation ever.
 
i can only imagine
my delight
with breakfast.
 
the sweet world
suggests
pancakes.

(2015)

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