being a poet
you don't have to live with anyone
you don't have  to hide
the frozen snickers behind the **** roast
or close the bathroom door
use whatever toothbrush is there
the first you grab
you can scratch whatever itches
anytime without looking back first
make a fool out of yourself
flirting to all those pretty things on the internet
and not have to clear your browsing history
before you pass out
but you can
view the world
at your pace
your leisure
wake up to only
your own ridicule
regretfully