flaws (part II)

…

and at the same time when you’re caught in a gaze

of little holes in the board

the actual truth lays in the imperfections

like little cracks in the skin, gentle rolls of the r

and you forget about all the frantic search for the missing pieces

 

a wave so tranquil, rolling over you like the ebbing flood

the sudden release of obsessions and … silence

 

you breathe

in and out

and look at the puzzle, still unfinished

imperfections all over the floor in shapes so funny

a piece in the corner, a faceless man, a floating tree

 

a smile on your face translates into the sudden realisation

of why the puzzle is unfinished and why it will remain to do so

 

and then it hits you

life is just a journey

of finding pointless solutions

for inexistent problems