Seamless Cycle
It could have very well
Ended the same way it
Began and
Began the same way it
Ended.
Strikingly beautiful
In its
Deeply imperfect state.
His missteps-
Reflects sunlight
Blinding all who come near
Causing them to look
Away
And miss his occasional
Course correction.
Every tweak and twinge
Last much longer than it
Ever did before
And any thought- fleeting or lasting
Can trash an entire
Night’s sleep without warning.
They look at him
And can’t help but
Wonder
What was in his head
The hundreds of times
He turned left
When the world expected him to
Turn right.
And they are left wondering
And he
Is left sleepless
Left shamelessly
Hopeful
Left alone
Surrounded by
The high grass of
Friendships, partnerships
Premature loves.
He finds himself
Hopelessly charming
Dressed in his finest
Imperfections
One of them
Finds him
Dangerously absent
Covered in yesterday’s
Newspapers
And, in a way,
A simple and elegant way,
They are all right
The beginning looks
Identical to the end
From behind.
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