Demands,
raking the discipline of perfection.
World weighting calling,
continuously rigid
strained and unblinking.
Displaying the clatter
of failure,
the misalignment of my ideals
and myself;
acceptance with tear and feint.
Shuttering
at the case-making and justification.
intuition
as self-accepting as
a flame.
The pores
brazen and pure
defined me
less and less.
