Morning

Look at all the flaws that I have, so many to pick from.Is it not better to create a big-big one under whichTo hide the myriad that irk me to no end?

But that is like saying that I must commit murder onceIn order to dissipate my desire to let blood gush forth from unknown enti-ties,Or face-off with that maniacal energy at the back of my head.

But is it also not unlike saying, come, let me love but once, perfectly.Now is that not flimsy, to suppose that I have an outroductionReady for someone, somewhere, someday?

The complex you may respond in kind...

Shameless git!