Journals

That most irritating of books
So filled by the history of my mistakes
So disgcraced by the details of manipulations
So hastened by the deadlines of marks
So anxiety-wrought by the little scratches
Cancellations
As neat as i could make it
It still isn't neat enough
To be the paragon of scientific virtue
I've been busy dreaming of
Perhaps if i spent a little less time
On thinking of change and betterment
And put my thoughts into action
There'd be a cause for contentment
For though not a perfect paragon
At least then i would find
Less enough cancellations
To bring me my peace of mind