“Imperfect Is” my twenty sixth ekphrastic poem for National Poetry Month inspired by the beautiful art of Marcel Herms.

26 We touch like cripples[26166]

Imperfect Is

perfect, our modern mantra.
Gone the need to be

perfect mate, lover, parent,
sibling. More differently abled

you are the better. Dysfunction
is a virtue. More odds you battle

braver you become. Bring them on.
Count your blessings.

Todays demons are child tamperers,
Enslavers without safe words,

warmongers who laugh as they
make atrocities. Visit their theme parks

 

of slaughtered children. Be thrilled
By the open wounds we give one another,

Stare deeply into the opening eyes
Of deep and bitter scars as they deepen.

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