For Whom I Choose


A chill I feel

on a horizon

sew seeds of

deceit rising.

Matter of fact

I think at brink

of the end of I,

certain beasts.

I’ll sit there I’ll

compile fear a

moment glory

goes disarray.

Cast upon an

autumn dawn

does approach

me now gone.

Those pills in

a heart weep

don’t nourish,

I need release.

I must not go,

just for you

not with me I

you I choose.