For twenty-five years
I could have written verses,
but I didn't.
Tonight I could write
something profound,
but I won't.
Instead,
I burned myself out
on three decades
of debits and credits
and right now fuel my mind
with this can of
Bud Light.
In my lifetime
I could have been a poet,
but...
The excuses are done.
I'm going to write.
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