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Volume 7 Issue 2
Page 26
Page 26
I will not be controlled under your thumb.
I will not define myself by your terms.
Each definition I will myself write.
I am not confined by your vernacular.
I will not make my rhyme somehow perfect,
But approx’mate, loose, internal, and naught.
I will not deign by your parameter.
Perhaps I will use incredibly long sentences that barely fit on the line!
The poem becomes free
Fleeting from line to line.
And Yet I know,
Entropy, chaos
Will eventually make imperfection.
Random raindrops come down to human eye –
– randomly
But snapshots prove chaos creates – order.
Raindrops fall evenly spaced and yet you
Expect my perfection to reflect care.
That ordered my thoughts on paper or scroll
Is best but
Just as a raindrop
I will become
Perfect
Through
My imperfections.
I will not define myself by your terms.
Each definition I will myself write.
I am not confined by your vernacular.
I will not make my rhyme somehow perfect,
But approx’mate, loose, internal, and naught.
I will not deign by your parameter.
Perhaps I will use incredibly long sentences that barely fit on the line!
The poem becomes free
Fleeting from line to line.
And Yet I know,
Entropy, chaos
Will eventually make imperfection.
Random raindrops come down to human eye –
– randomly
But snapshots prove chaos creates – order.
Raindrops fall evenly spaced and yet you
Expect my perfection to reflect care.
That ordered my thoughts on paper or scroll
Is best but
Just as a raindrop
I will become
Perfect
Through
My imperfections.
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