"Un-complete"

I’d stumble into visions of lustrous perfection, chastising the mocking legitimacy

I’d covet a seamless spin of the saga, ushering the periphery of flawed delicacy

The infinite pit of subtlety that craved piloted the pioneered pursuit

Combing a saline drip amidst dawning dewdrops from the heavens that alit

I flunk to recall the age of fulfillment, an epoch of inhumanly enlightenment

That shoved me to humanly enlightenment, an acceptance of glitches. The scent

Of inaccuracies, that tingle the soul; humanoid in spirit and precariously exposed

Brewing the arduous journey, but transmuting the world so sonorously posed

Reaping rewards of peace in turmoilous madmen’s terrains- infertile and sooty

An absurd enigma as it happens, but imperfection is sheer humanly beauty.  

                                                                                                            - яhԑȃ