Awkward

Is it just me
or do our mistakes make us
more interesting?
I do not fit
or want to fit
conventional standards of perfection.
Perfection is boring
and not perfect
having been sanitized
of human touch.

Don’t tell me your income.
Tell me your message.
Don’t show me your network.
Show me your heart.

I am an awkward collection
of temporary molecules
fused together by gravity
and some idea of purpose
I came here
to find.