Persnickety

Now, I’m not drawing lines in sand…don’t want to tempt fates.
Yet, they’re not real;  so, I’m dropping shame & all its weights.

I know there is a deadline & no rehearsal time.
I best my best each day & I wrap it up in rhyme. 

Excepting my bitten tongue, I speak my heart & mind.
Lies are not my forte…I am earnestly inclined.

Though, I’m not above rare mischief…or a chance to flirt;
I’m just enough of a snob to coast clear of the dirt.

For better or worse, more or less, this is who I am.
I’ve lived thru the worst of it; so, consequence be damned.