The Most Perfect Building by Kathleen Fellows

This Most Perfect Building by Kathleen Fellows

Inside this most perfect of all buildings

with these most perfect of all employees

are these most perfect of all the people

and this most perfect, yet awful of smells

In this most perfect, yet awful of smells

that come from the people walking around

along the perfect stairs, moving alone

being directed by the perfect staff

In these most perfectly planned of rooms

holding intellectual discussions

holding discussions with nothing but smut

everyone hiding from the outside world

In this most perfect of rain and sun days

ogling at the sea not far away

the people pray to stay a day longer

with the other odor filled people

On the most perfect metal and glass bridge

everyone shifts from hallways into rooms

rooms filled with things they cannot find elsewhere

the things come from places over that sea

In these most perfectly crowded hallways

where the people dress peculiarly

and stand around looking expectantly

for takers of their rarely made labors

appreciative of their costly craft

Outside these most perfect modern building walls

imperfect people are so quick to judge

judging the perfect and crafty labors

deeming them an immature waste of time

and ruining the perfection of us

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This Most Perfect Hill by Lisa Jarnot

On this most perfect hill

with these most perfect dogs

are these most perfect people

and this most perfect fog

In this most perfect fog

that is the middle of the sea

inside the perfect middle of

the things inside that swing

In this most perfect rhyme

that takes up what it sees,

with perfect shelter from the

rain as perfect as can be,

In this most perfect day

at the apex of the sun

runs this most perfect

frog song that is roiling

from the mud

In these most perfect habits

of the waving of the trees,

through this imperfect language

rides a perfect brilliancy.