Unperfection, A Poem

Unperfection by Shreya Manna

Teaching myself how to unperfection

Reminds me of that time I tried to do

A water slide and chickened out only

To sheepishly return because

The queue I spotted on the other side

Was way too long. And I was hoping

To return to earth sometime very soon.

In the little pod, waiting for the ground

To open for my fall I told myself

Hey, I guess that I’m about to die

But what a poem this will make when I

Am on the other side.

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