On the way to the parents/sister
I know they’ll smell the one beer on me and moan
I regard as a demonstration of the irrational absolutism of the rule
Like the drug counselors always talk about keeping yourself safe
And you are thinking this is crazy, I was never in any danger that whole week
I decline to have all the corners rounded and all the blades blunted in my presence
I decline to spend precious time taking moral inventories
I decline to equate all substances, all uses, all days the same
I decline to devalue all the incremental progress I’ve made
I decline to be an absolutist
I decline to believe in the one simple guaranteed solutions that are insufferable

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