Poetry

Spooktown, 17 (291.)

There comes a time
when the experience is worth more
than the trouble of perfection,
so don’t fret the details,
just sweat the work –
no matter how sloppy,
no matter how rough around the edges,
just embrace it
and drink the sweet blood
that drips
from the effort.

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