imperfection

chipped, cracked, sullied tight lip. swell twice, thrice puffs the frog, still silence comes about and jaded life limps slightly without a crutch not wanting pity, charity, condolences red swollen foot thuds heavily on snow - what deep imprints tarnished as a body slams down hard, breaking a fall and elbows split; never learning how to properly fall - croak, croak a frog jumps out from no where: has it been months now? this same spot, spittle still stains those stones, purplish whose dismal sounds come across as lonely; despondent not finding a mate, or friendly neighbor to swim across puddles a bird swoops in, eyes terrific morsel worth a bite. ducks down, deep into water nearby and murky life in still water puzzles this predator; where is life? calling sweetly to lure; while beneath a green frog begins to smile; do a full waltz, can't catch me and a man with a crushed spirit descends into oceans; swims like a dolphin that day - calling out to surfers, eagles, kayakers alike - with bruises, red orange purple and splashing about without concern it's just water.