Confessions

I wonder
If people lay on their deathbed
And wish they had added salt 
To their green beans
And put butter on their biscuits
And idled awhile longer
In the bath

I wonder 
If they wish 
They had jumped from an airplane
Or seen the ocean one more time
Or ordered a filet
Instead of the pork chop

I wonder
If they think calories and carbs
Are still important
Or hugging that friend a minute longer
And splurging on fresh cut flowers
Just to brighten a dreary day

I wonder 
If they think of things left unsaid
Or things they shouldn't have said
Or maybe one last cigarette
One last swallow of liquor
One last kiss from the one they loved best

I wonder 
Why it takes
Death
To slow us down
To speculate
And prioritize