Incompetence Is A Daring Muse
Some environments
drip,
with a kind incompetence
that is difficult to believe.
First prize
for its chaotic weave.
People,
in general,
fall apart down a well.
It’s one of human well-being,
where mental health rings a bell.
Life,
has damaged people,
and now,
they stand in line.
Arms straight down
and hope like a sea mine,
outlines smudged
where once they were fine.
And where we work
our egos fragile,
experience amplified but bruised.
Incompetence,
it is a daring muse.
With enticement,
always reluctant to lose.
James Garratt – Monday 10th November 2026
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Incompetence Is A Daring Muse – Written Monday 10th November 2025 (Aged 50)
