Possibility

it’s always and never just about dying
to write out the life I find myself in
as if by happenstance I arrived here
rather than a chain of simple choices
and long obsessions which dragged me along
unwittingly devoid of any will
beyond the briefest yes and no response
to uninspired trivial decisions
come work at Wendy’s the bakery this school
I did and there I was and here I am
adrift like a leaf upon a slow creek
hung up momentarily on a root
or twirled backwards into my own eddies
lost in my handwriting upon this page
(September 23, 2013)

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