366 Poems: June 14th, 2016


Heaven help the perfectionist

who falls in love,

and spends each day sewing her own heart back together,

and thinks that backwards

can be forwards

if only you close your eyes.

Heaven help the fool

who counts every wrong step,

and then follows them to a tree with carved out initials

and the word, “Forever.”

Oh Heaven help the girl who loves that word

and hates it

even more…

oh Heaven,

oh earth, oh sky, oh sea, oh life…

Help me.

“The Perfectionist”


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