No Return Policy

I love you all.
This is my unadulterated fault
in this world.
It belongs to me.
My foot stamp of unknown
watery depths.
I love you all.
With all of your unadulterated faults,
your quagmires of lonely luggage
lined up in the hall.
With your cup that overfloweth
from your brain to your mouth
unfiltered in spectral colors
that drip like
opinionated wrinkles.
Never glossed over, touched up
or covered.
Never pilfered from who you are.
I love you all.
Even with your nicks and chips,
dents and scratches,
pristine and gleamy,
Full of Me,
-never doubted you for a second-
-what can I get-
outlook on life.
I love you all.
This is my unadulterated fault
in this world.
No apologies given, none accepted.