Progress not Perfecion

My head swelled waaaay past it’s normal size that day.

How could I have anything to do with someone so perfect?

I watch her grow and let her be her and show me the errors of my ways. 

For on my best days when things fall just right, I can be so grand!

But the things I am capable of when the shit hits the fan makes me cringe. 

Hungry I will steal. Threatened I will harm. No different from most I suspect.

I loathe the Progress not Perfection motto. It feels delusional. 

Dennis Mantin 

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