"It isn't hiding

if you know your destination. So we

all have symptoms of perfection." Delicious.

Foxes are quite nice in poetry ... and they really add something to the beginning of this. I can't explain what, but it's there.

Huzzah for moonlight. But not weeds. Ew. Moonlit walks; may be romantic but you're not living life until you've been on one.

Felicia.

symptoms of sanity are easier to spot

That last line is simply perfect. "So we all have symptoms of perfection." What a great line. Such a wonderful image, too. Great work. Keep writing! :)

A clean, simple image with something massive underneath, like the nightdark of weeds lingering under moonlight. Perfection and its inherent flaws are a favorite topic of mine, but you manage it so much more concisely than I. These are words with power.