A Measure of Man

A Measure of Man

I reflect that which I despise.
Mourn the things not done.
Echo the words unsaid.

Falter before it's necessary.
Comprehend less than I claim.
Love through puffy self-image.

My missings are my measurements.
My flaws are my facets.
My aberrations are my absolutes.

But I am content
To stumble on, blear-sighted
In hopes of better vision.