Perfection Poem by Lazarus Knix

Perfection



Man has
An attraction
To perfection

Perhaps because
It is a well,
Which promises water

Or a destination
Which vows.
Prestige

Yet this is
A well which
Can never drawn from

And a land which
Always Eludes one’s
Footsteps

We are hunters-
And perfection
Is always up
For pursuit.

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