Sometimes age is as muddled as life’s unanswerable questions.
Arbitrary, in cravings for adulthood and infancy.
Forget deciding, knowing alone is a task so cumbersome
that control is not envied but rather exiled.
When worry overpowers, I order life without
obligation,
nuance,
and choice.
But when ambition reaches its boil, life with makes my mouth water.
No, it’s not a prix fixe.
Forget knowing, life with requires deciding.
Because
Orders rarely come as expected and
Orders, sometimes, don’t come.
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