I have celebrated my own stupidity for far too long
I will not pin black eyes' and unpaid fines onto my Mother's refrigerator
I will not take my Sister's generosity for granted
I will no longer write poetry
From the confinements of my bed
As you should know no longer,
Exclusively,
Sing in the shower
Sing from the turnpike - Sing from the church top
Sing untethered,
And I,
Will invest in love
One line at a time