94/365 : maybe it's supposed to feel like this

i can't remember a time
when i didn't struggle at the ledge
of my potential
like a toddler, skipping the line
between curbside balance-beam brilliance
and asphalt face-plant meltdown

per usual, i'm still scrambling for grace
like an egg that wanted to stay
sunny side up
but broke too soon
where it mattered