Scott J. Shepard
The Finished Product - Poem by Scott J. Shepard
The imperfect absence of perfection
brought an infinite spectrum to possibility.
What it meant to exist in this early rising
don of mantras, it felt imperative to shed
Or for me, to exit stage right and express what
I had left behind. Beautiful for the sake
of staging was a rasa resigning.
All that I am.
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