All my efforts
Are almost there,
but not quite.
Not that anyone cares
But it gives me nightmares
My translations almost work
My breads almost hold their shape
Yet
I miss the dots when I write
I don't brown the top when I bake
Even vessels I wash
Are left with water spots
In everything I do,
I'm almost there,
but not quite.
Almost a writer,
Nearly a runner,
An almost translator,
A spotty dishwasher.
Almost there,
But not quite
Will be my epitaph.
Are almost there,
but not quite.
Not that anyone cares
But it gives me nightmares
My translations almost work
My breads almost hold their shape
Yet
I miss the dots when I write
I don't brown the top when I bake
Even vessels I wash
Are left with water spots
In everything I do,
I'm almost there,
but not quite.
Almost a writer,
Nearly a runner,
An almost translator,
A spotty dishwasher.
Almost there,
But not quite
Will be my epitaph.
Almost defines me too
ReplyDeleteNo poem is every completed. Only abandoned
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