Fear


My fear of mediocrity

Goosebump-skittle- falls

Across my skin,

Like a swarm of unswattable

Blue bottle flies.


The question begs the answer,

Did it matter the difficulty of the tasks?

Or the possibility ?

Not

The may

Or

The might

But

The should have been.

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