i often search for the perfect line

[betteroffbad]

i often find myself searching for the perfect first line
the way a boozy mom is always hunting for the perfect wine
I never find it I give up before I've looked a minute
I dump the drawer out on the floor with everything that's in it

this dream is just another dream; whatever day comes after
will be like other days, unsafe and safe in equal measure
I wrote this poem to make you laugh
I wrote it for your pleasure