Perfect Hiker
Sometimes the trail is too steep
Your boots slide
On loose rocks
At every step
Your knees shudder
Barely keeping
You upright
It might be time
To give up
Your perfect techniques
Your way of planting
Your hiking sticks just so
Just sit down and slide
Let gravity do its work
As your butt glides over the rocks
It is a dusty trail
You’ll be covered in grime
Before you are done
But it is the only way
To get down a trail
That is too steep for you
Maybe too steep for anyone
With any sense
The point is always
To make it home
In one piece
Clean doesn’t matter
In the long run.
Perfection is over-rated
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