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I am inspired by dear friends who write poetry like this. Thank you, Anya.

On Procrastination

By Anya Albers

The worst that could happen is art-

through accidents

that find beauty when we let them go-

Just close your eyes

and you’ll burst into flames.

Just wait for the water to rush in-

for waves of salt-

or for someone to be missing.

Or you could wait for countries

to gather their pieces

in a sack- peel off boarders-

and scatter pieces again.

Or, you could wait for confidence.

Or you could wait to see

if there is such a thing

as being pulled from the wreckage-

or you could change directions.