Poetry

Must I choose

Juice presentation

The choice is mine

sure it is

no opprobrium

nor denial

one and all affirms it

bearing it

A placard on the chest

pinned firmly

by force of habit

though hitting hard

then leave me be

you understand

vacillating on

till forever

just a noisy nudge

my little friend

as you sit still

or pretend to

while multi faced options

wink at you

not to choose one

of all that mass

is really in itself

a full choice

JAVA

© 2015

Poem inspired by ‘Alex’s dream of the two women’ in ‘The Father’s tale’ by O’Brien

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