My failures often barge in, like annoying clips on TV

They are the little failures,

ungraceful embarrassments in casual conversation

And the big failures

their magnitude matching that of world wars

To make them go away I imagine all those involved

,myself included,

As heaps of bones

Rapidly turning into dust.

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