About The Ands (POEM)

Tall orders for the day ahead.

And,

I widen in the morning fog

for a few small minutes

I sit on the porch

Silly grandpa slippers

Marbled clay coffee mug

I sit among the plants

They are full-faced

Basking in the light, wet, gray air

We sing whitmanesque

A new morning genre

I like to tell you about these things

I like to tell you about the ands

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