38-end

There was this one week when I fell in and out of something like sunshine
Wednesday whole
Friday gone
And all (I think) because I think too much
And because I have trained myself to want for perfection—or God
--and not for perfection in you
but perfection towards me from you

so seldom is this the action plan:
to do for another what you would in theory have them do for you
but my hope lives on and on
so that one day
I won’t have to author a prose about falling in and then out of love

I will have fallen
And can’t get up