Bewilderment

 

Puzzled at the non-completion

Of my various assignments:

Personal, social and academic

I felt that l was imperfect...

Last night I ran into

Fernando Pessoa in my dream,

Puzzled at my bewilderment

He quietly said:

How can you be perfect

In an imperfect world?

And both of us walked away

In search of truth

And Aspirin.