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To The Perfect One Seth Jani Always you were there, A possibility in the dark, Just watching. The person I wanted to be Looking out through My gnarled imperfections As I fumbled through the world Destroying the perfect plotline With too much fear Or hesitation. You laughed when I stood Before the prettiest girl, Trying to win her over With a mouthful of words You let me butcher. You laughed as I dragged myself Through the darkened streets Thinking my luck was spent, Popping pills in the backlit alleys While the cars bleared past. Is this how it is in every life? The force of destiny leads You down the road But when you arrive at the inevitable fork, Just as the wind comes to point the way, You stumble on some unseen snag And the voice which should have said Go left! Mockingly commands Now close your eyes ‌ Bleed.


2017 Freshwater Literary Journal  
2017 Freshwater Literary Journal  

Professional literary journal produced at Asnuntuck Community College