Perfection
Perfection slips
like a mouse through cat's paws
with it a shard
of feeling.
Unusual--
Unusually perfect?
Quickly the mortar shows cracks
I can breathe again.
For a minute, a moment
I got lost in you
but with a sharp look
I saw the imperfections.
My free fall has ceased
I hang precariously on the ledge,
as perfection flutters away.
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