What You Missed

while you were out
gallivanting with nightmares
sleeping with the whore of caprice
living with dead poets
dying with live drunks

while you were hunting an endless night
blowing smoke up at the stars
offering cocktails to the moon
days have passed you by

a life
eluded

and you can tell yourself
that it was not a life for you
anyway

trivial goals ignored for wild excitements
that your bones were never meant
to rest

make all the excuses you can
but you know you missed out
on something