Yet to live authentically
or keep the promises I tell my friends
family, & myself in the mirror before retiring
to bed, knowing peaceful slumber awaits me.
My undeserved reward for wasting another
beautiful day on God’s green earth.
Hopelessly addicted to
squandering my opportunities
to do something that’ll make you say
wow, I was wrong.
He’s not some burnout and
no-good hoser with a predilection for
percocets, idiotic decisions, & brunettes with
long legs, sapphire eyes, & bad intentions written
in their radiant smiles that cocoon me within
waves of blue & convince my silly bones
I might have met the one to keep me
safe in her smooth waters forever.