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“For Those Whose Flicker’s Hidden Under A Bushel (Of Sorts)”

February 6, 2013

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For those Whose Flicker’s Hidden Under A Bushel (Of Sorts )

Don’t sweat the small stuff.

Oh, sure; oh, great.
But what if you’re pure-bred
perfectionist, DNA developed
to swelter the welter-weight?

Just see the glass half-full.

Bull.
If the flag of your disposition
is of hopeless grey stuff woven, your natural arc simply
projects rejection, complexion dejection, inflection abjection, even your loins
are lubricated lugubriously.

So, un-clamp down.

Is no dignity afforded those whose foreheads
bead with the exacting
infinitesimal?

No.

No mercy granted the nervously
self-bulldozed?

No.

Must we always be prey
to mea culpa mea culpa mea
maxima culpa?

So sorry (i.e. yes.)

Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea
maxima culpa.

Must you?

(i.e. yes.)

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Draft very draft most maximum draft posted for Real Toads prompt of word list created by a shy person, and hosted by Fireblossom.