A hand cast the jigsaw pieces
of my redemption wide
and I walk to find them
Gapped puzzle patches showing
a veneer beneath, of reasonable quality,
are nonetheless an irritant
The late game phase
I assumed would be easier
has not especially yielded fruit
Still reliant on chanced epiphanies
this approach lacks the efficiency
my bald head and white whiskers
belie
Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 6:48 AM UTC
A hand cast the jigsaw pieces
of my redemption wide
and I walk to find them
Gapped puzzle patches showing
a veneer beneath, of reasonable quality,
are nonetheless an irritant
The late game phase
I assumed would be easier
has not especially yielded fruit
Still reliant on chanced epiphanies
this approach lacks the efficiency
my bald head and white whiskers
belie
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