Hello life

I was never the star.
Not even of my own yarn.

Those wild adventures
Were my imagination
Never an anecdote of mine.
Those brutal fights
I overheard or resolved
Never touched my shrine.
Those passionate romances
I lived vicariously through
Never broke out of the printed confine.
Those texts I read
With flush and dread
Were someone else’s clueless jive.

Maybe I could have
Slopped enough to
Slip a few inches into the slime.
Maybe I could have been
Bold enough to
Land some punches in my mind.
Maybe I could have
Sported a few rejections
After giving it all to the grind.
Maybe I could have
Taken the plunge into the sky
And let gravity keep me in the line.

Hello Life,
Can I get a re-ride?
With all with bumps and steep slides.
A life lived and gratifying.