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Perfect Imperfection

by James Zealy

perfect Imperfection is she
Attempts at a desired result
Despite her passionate pleas
Only remind her of assaults
At barriers between we

Running full speed in circles
On a route with no start
On a journey with no end til
A conscious desire to part
With a path that is culled

From a desire to see a future
Where there is purpose
And a wish for clear truth
So a burgeoning flicker of hope
Begins to slowly surely produce
A confident refrain as an antidote

From the poison of a mundane life
She reaches for the potion
To cure her future of self same strife
Praying the decision and notion
To partake will cure her disease


Posted on 09/03/2018
Copyright © 2019 James Zealy

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