Flaws - Lee Perron

[Larry Robinson]

Flaws

Of the dead ones
it’s the flaws we remember most
and may the most cherish
that part of life they couldn’t ever get right
pain never stopped running riot along those nerves
 
something irreplaceable is gone forever
the breath knows more than the voice will say
grief is our first glimpse of eternity
 
still— young Psyche defiant in her love
walks tall and naked out of adolescence
into the forest of eventuality
the forest with the understory of thorns
hands bound with vines behind her back
at every turn she’s redder in the neck and chest
bleeding toward her Calvary
 
Woodland Artemis gestures with her chin to muse Erato—
Folly is the true wisdom of youth,
the will to exist.
 
 
 	- Lee Perron
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