wishes

i wish i was not drawn
to such sticky webs
poisonous dew catching the light of dawn translucent

i wish i was not fleeting
fickle at it’s finest
trailing a wake of those who thought they knew

i wish i was not impetuous
doing then thinking
remembering only after the me i think i am

i wish i was not transparent
sinew and bone exposed
delicate heart to watchful wandering eye vulnerable