For today’s prompt, write a danger poem. There are various levels of danger out there–from physical danger to the danger of being discovered doing something you shouldn’t (or doing something that might embarrass you–or someone else). Even the act of writing and sharing a poem brings with it the potential for danger.

Dangerous

You make me forget
and that’s dangerous
for all I know
is memory.

You make me believe
it will be different,
this time. I can adapt
and adopt new habits.

You are exceptional,
that’s obviously true.
Why else would I consider
such a foolhardy venture.

If insanity is doing the same
thing twice and expecting
different results,
what is a third marriage?