Perfection, Errors Included Poem by Joshua Bantum

How do you take the lead of that
which
Creates the music we dance too….

Blank page:
I stare at this page
For moments
Upon others imagining

And after refocusing,
I’m sure I had just
Written the moon in place
Beside the stars,
Creating perfection along
This canvas
As vast as space and sea.

But my fingers weren’t working,
And I wrote nothing,
I only thought perfection,
And not recorded it,
So I’m left with this,
Another blank page,

And Although there are words on it,
For me,
It’s blank for as far
As my eyes can see