My Claim

 I do not claim to know beauty by look nor definition. For I alone am privy to the vast attraction of my gaze to supposed beings that posses such a trait.

          I make no claim of knowledge, teaching, or logic. For in my mind alone so many wandering, fleeting thoughts occupy such vague posts.

                  I know I will never obtain a love that is true and worthy of tall tales. For I know my flesh; its weakness both those I've developed and still to come.

                          Merely I am assured I am human in all flawed, lacking, imperfection. Yet, this doesn't insure that I retrain any sort of humanity...my loss of such being all I claim.