Happiness

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Happiness

Happiness is when
Saturday morning
is empty from the homework finished Friday

Happiness is when
Charcoal is coated under fingers
And the rest is smeared on paper

Happiness is when
The hooks unclasp
And the girls are free

Happiness is when
you introduce yourself
and they don’t try to spell Mississippi

Happiness is when
The volcano in between your legs
Slows to a trickle of lava