The idealist is annoyed,
cannot forgive these flaws –
how delight can melt into forgetfulness,
exertion transform into immobility,
the insistence that I have no control –
choosing anger over depression,
either way, a loss – unacceptable
to the one who promotes perfection –
I wear the blame, like a hairshirt –
penance for intolerable truths.
Very interesting V.J … your words always echo that perfection you speak of 🙂
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You are very sweet Diana.
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It’s so easy with you V.J!
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