The Immaculate Collage Poem by Cee Bea

the immaculate collage
as it pertains to still life
is the most perfect of feathers

It is what it is, doing what it should do
in exactly perfect time

and it was good, until it became noticed
that it WAS exactly where it should be
when it should be and
how it should be

but no good thing wants to be perfect
it wants to always have further to go.
the master heard this voice and in
acknowledgment said
'then diversity it is'

then the trees began to know fall
and winter
along with the most lovely spring

we began to look different, to make mistakes
to hate
then by perspective, love

it became the big bang,
The dice tumbled, and everyone
in attendance
applauded
shouting 'Viva la différence'