The Menu is Overwhelming

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.