Imperfect days

Do we try and keep

To create value

Or to disconnect

Or to somehow be

Less alone with ourselves

Less married to time

Or more together with peace

And in brokneness with the mind

Yes

Probably

So this always was me

For I was always this way

Looking away from what I could see

And in search of an abnormal day

So perfect

That I could finally be

With a forgetful smile free