Friday, March 6, 2009


you always want something great out
of the gate, you put
your best foot
right in your mouth.

you can't anticipate
all the mistakes you'll make and
how those stains might
never fade.

your fumbling is a message
that gets mumbled
with precision; you are will-
ful in your indecision.

you wear wonder like a neck
beard tucked in
just below your perfect chin.

you are the perfect
project, a wreck-
less lover, a kind of human

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