Imperfect

The imperfect is our paradise.
by Wallace Stevens

It is in our imperfection
that we find each other
and, eventually, ourselves.

To be whole:
we talk,
gesticulate,
listen.

That will be
our introduction to
our paradise.

RD Savage
03/01/09
© 2009



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