picture perfect

we seemed to know instinctively
we had the pieces to the puzzle.

you dropped the box
spilling tabs from the table.

collecting them
counting them -

I knew.
we had the means within our reach.

so it remains a puzzle to me.
why we still can’t find a way -

to make our picture perfect.

Image; Art Johnstone. ‘Picture imperfect’.

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