Exchanging Heads

Intractable me who insists
in getting a new essay started
oh, even if my head got stuck
she shares my imperfection resistance

In spite of my possible and probable failure
effort and outcome are complex
The third attempt can be careless
at least it is delivered

Helpful, but seemingly cool teacher
with a clever and smart brain in her skull
keep criticizing indeed tipping me through
the difficulties-and-tears mixture

The stubborness residing under the hair
so that you are self-satisfied
the target of perfection never met
Such vague idea may not be borne if you have care

Or you still cling to the past
teacher who was merciful and less demanding
or complimented easily but was not pushing
urges for improvements did not last

long enough ...

too tired to write onwards...
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