Everyone Else
Seems to stumble through
life. Fall. Get up. Go
stumbling on again.
If
they happen into a really
good place, do they then
make plans how to stay there?
I
don’t understand how
people manage without
a well-drawn game plan.
Don’t
they want some promise
of success? Every good
novel requires a considered
plot.
Should a biography not
demand as much? How do
you function without structure?
I fail
to comprehend
Plotting
Is important to me. How
do I manage to reach
Point B if I kick off
from Point A? Logic,
that’s what it takes. I hate
the illogical. And really
despise when it actually
pays off for somebody.
You know, right place,
right time, whoopee, you
win, without putting in
one damn lick of effort?
Bugs the shit out of me.
Especially considering
my life has been mostly
about wrong place, wrong
time, too damn bad for
you. Lost my mom that
way. Lost my dad that way.
Not going to lose Cara, too.
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Perfect
PoetryEveryone has something, someone, somewhere else that they’d rather be. For four high-school seniors, their goals of perfection are just as different as the paths they take to get there. Cara’s parents’ unrealistic expectations have already sent her...
