Imperfection – Osharlequin (World of Harley)

I was complimented once,My work extolled,It’s true,A perfection praised,Though it escapes my vision, Is perfection real?Is this work truly a magnum opus?A tour de force,Or is perfection merely perception?Our work could be as flawed as ourselves, One mans treasure,Is another mans filth,We do not share eyes,A sistine chapel to one,Could be an intantile scribble toContinue reading “Imperfection – Osharlequin (World of Harley)”