PERFECTION

Judgement waits
at every corner
and with every cat call
it glances
this way and that
till splat

it lands on our heart
ever to start
the never ending debate
of am I early, am I late
is this even right
what is You and are You there
how could You possibly ever care

and so we go about our daily lives

stuck in the muck of what it means to "thrive"
cars and families, work and friends
but if we don't live it well
then we live it to what end?

but rather without light
without love
we have lived without nothing of

Significance

OR

is there some beauty
to our destruction
our mistakes
and the chances we forgot to take
is there something in it
some beautiful thing
that gets us closer to the beautiful ring
of the still silence
of perfection
as our projection ends
and reality begins-

the beautiful world already created.