Good Enough for Me

Never destined for great things
Perhaps
We came closer
Than the historians would have
Other people’s children believe

We were one of those moments
Perhaps
The exposition
In the movie of our lives
Delivered by someone ill cast

But in an incredible feat
Leaving
Every physicist
Scratching their heads
And drawing up new blueprints

We lifted one another
Leaving
The unyielding ground
Far below our feet
Like only drunkards can

And though this imperfect poem
Remains
The only legacy
From our searching
Union of misplaced sadness

The unerring truth
Remains
Me being not
Quite good enough for you
Well, it’s good enough for me