Picture Perfect

1.

I get sometimes clumsy words,

even though you don't believe;

just don't call me lord or sir –

God, you don't know how that agrieves.

2.

Picture perfect, but not on me –

you must be taking all things wrong;

how can a jerk this goody be;

you must be having fur on your tongue.

3.

Many words don't make a wise;

many poems not a poet.

True art does not disguise

in pretty rhymes and go at…

4.

True virtue becomes in silence;

true meaning in endless thought;

what has a raven to do with guidance

only pigeons in heaven – or naught?

5.

Though white my feathers, still dreadful

not fitting to my own selfish kind

don't get from the sticks a headful;

don't stone yourself like that behind…

6.

Sometimes true light comes in darkness;

sometimes the darkness is light –

gray colors, that only hardens,

harnessing the ivory blight…

7.

Just don't call me good – I am evil!

Don't call me perfect, I'm not;

why should you look at my anvil

to judge there is hammer or wart...

8.

So what if some lines there in handy;

so what if some rhymes came true.

Don't go so full force demanding,

that perfection must be in that blue…

9.

I got no clue there is yonder;

I never know there is the next.

I just write and never ponder;

missing all obvious context.

10.

Just leave me be and don't stare;

nothing here to behold dear...

No angel; no heavens stairs

just a frightened deer!

11.

What if you seen my mares;

what if you seen my sorrows.

Would you still love me and glare

that I must have from God all borrowed…

12.

What if I showed you my cuts –

my soul like a dirt-smothered rack;

what if I show you my knots -

believe me and don't come back…

13.

I'm always been so deeply alone;

solitarily sailing the depth;

don't waste your marrow or bone.

Perfection's not here to be kept...