Imperfection

Another world exists
in a parallel dimension
A shattered hemishpere
exists after noon

A place where love
is a death toll to hell
A place where song
is out of tune

Hanging like
a leaf on a stem
Blown off a stem
Floating floating

The end of the world is near
You'll know when these collide
These imperfect worlds
become one

A perfect world
is more imperfect than ever
No goals
No point in life
No death
No feelings
No pain
No point

A mere wind blows in the distance
A mere wind dies in silence

by Saunders Cox

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