The Weekly Croissant: What Not To Do

A poem (and my new years resolutions)

What Not To Do 

Follow the path of heated heart pumping
The mind circling up and then down like a slinky
Plop plop plop 
Each desperate choice a 
New step down to the loathing of self 

Choose quickly but not wisely
Regret, swelling in moments you 
Have not built trust with that guardian 
Of your own well being 
You will not thank yourself later 

See each possibility, an opportunity to 
Give more for nothing in return 
Flogging the dead nature of undue sacrifice 
Loving the misery and attaching yourself 
Like an appendage to its certainty 

Commit to the story of unsuccess
Of normalcy and drudgery and submission
Of nothing special and nobody worthy 
Of making waves or wonder in the hearts
Of foes and friends respectively 

See every problem as a greater failure 
A drop sending circles outward and 
Showing you, see I told you 
play the tape backward 
The rings were always there