I’m twenty two for a moment (yet & nonethless)
disbelieving the evidence,
just disinformation, don’t
doubt it, time to choose,
two paths, yet & nonetheless
one rash, one planned
no understanding that
plans goes awry,
no one told me that
well laid plans don’t get
you laid in a way you want
poor-choices, each fork in
the road, safely decided,
and
safe is a four lettered word
now forks stab from within
they age souls,
poison of chronic regrets,
devils butterfly swim round head,
how came it be,
be,?
am I being?
no one answers
but the forks, ting!
reminder we now your
best, worse, only friends
I’m twenty two for a moment
(yet & nonethless),
and the irrevocable,
the deaf sensual,
the all casual,
doesn’t comprehend
the choices are not
choices at all, they are
life or death
B.C.
