When it finally all came out
and was nowhere near right,
I tried again.
And it was worse.
So I started over
with countless scratches and
don't sniff around-
it stinks!
Well, all I could do
was begin anew
way of coming at it-
Quit is not a possibility,
cruelly
Failure is my reality
and I see,
this jutting angle
enmeshed in the rest
will work,
once I throw it out
the window.
There's always tomorrow.
Image of painting By Anton Laupheimer (1848–1927) (Auktionshaus Zeller) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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