Perfection

Perfection is easy
smooth identical beings
smooth identical lives
fuck that
no duplicates in my creations
I crave variety
to shape each cell and atom
with these bare hands
now there’s a challenge

where’s the fun in perfection
I’ll mould each being
with twists and flaws
crooked fingers misshapen entrails
let the chisel slip and
scar these features
spatter the paint
never mind the dropped stitch it
lets the spirits out


Rowen De Lacy is a third-year student studying Gender and Sexuality Studies. They write poetry, ridiculously trashy ghost romance, and sometimes other things for variety. You can find their work in the ForwardAtmosphere and Power editions of WORDLY under a variety of names.

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