PERFECT
By mhalperin
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Published in several anthologies
I pray for the will to achieve perfection,
And that is good as far as it goes.
What would I give to avoid error?
What would I pay? My soul? My love?
To attain the unstained, mar-free life?
Then I realize by offering up myself
On that strange altar I am imperfect.
Shall I take perfection if offered?
Let me think about it; let me consider
The enormity of the infinite world of the ideal
With no anxiety, no remorse, no hurt;
Without the ability to feel pain.
For when I climb a stair the quickened heart
Flushes my face and when I climb into bed
Feral forces race through my veins.
I pray, plead, beg, supplicate for perfection
But also pray, plead, beg and supplicate
To keep it far outside the dominion of self.
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Oh, that's so good. The
Oh, that's so good. The perfection dilemma is haunting my entire life. Like it so much, Michael!
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Yes, perhaps because
Yes, perhaps because perfection implies a definition, while imperfection has no limit.
Great thought!
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Hard to know what perfection
Hard to know what perfection is, there is so much that is wonderful in imperfection. Love the penitential tone, we do love beating ourselves up. Great prayer of a poem.
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