Portraying Perfected


Words and writing
yielding so many
keys which do
fuel, keep, and save me
from clawing away
with bloodied hands
my once daily exchange
of emptiness for pain.

Nevertheless, a question implores…

Do you
remember the why
why you write?
Even as
a foil of a coil
twisted inside whispers
selfrighteous, allknowing, perfectedandproblemfree.

Is that me?

let me never be
selfrighteous, allknowing
Words please
implore me
when I’ve lost the way
of humility.



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