The Professional

I awoke this morning
with cookie crumbs
in my belly button.

Evidence
of a weekend filled
with decadent delirium.

I'm an amateur, I thought,
as I wondered
if I had deliciously descended to a new low.

No,
amateurs don't wonder
if they've hit bottom.

They are more diligent when diving to new depths,
never stopping to ponder
the weight.

Only a pro knows
when to nurture
discernible delusion.

A poetry prompt from Three Word Wednesday