Antidote to Perfectionism

Do notlet another night pass.The days are not endless. Do not waitfor clarity.Wait not for time.For space,peace,love. Wait for no one’s thumb of approval. There will be no sudden momentof enlightenment.The words will not write themselves.They have not found a way to transcribe thoughts yet. All that grey matterneeds black ink, white page, silver keys. (Here we do things manually.) Do notrun away into the noise of your dreams. Do notlet another night pass.