Video footage from December 2008
captured an exchange of I love yous
which proves that I was good
at pretending
in front of the camera.
By 2009 I was abandoned in Vegas
without a phone, ID, or money
at a club we waited for hours to get into
which you got kicked out of
for threatening
a bartender
another patron
me.
I wandered out drunk
walked the strip
wandered back in
to loiter about the nickel slots
in search of change.
…
Standing in the shower I glance up,
wince, rinse, and sigh.
It’s far too much work
to find a screwdriver
and stepladder.
Especially after having
just come clean.