Nothing Is Perfect
mother was a stranger father
monstrous demon
metabolised
my tooth hurt meadows red
mysterious youth beckons
softly
no one is perfect
nothing is perfect
perfectionist is a neurotic
lost in his dark cul de sac
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2015
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