Indecision – poem (#28)


minefield of infinite possibilities
stretching out before me
what do i do?
no GPS navigation or signal flare
no handwritten signs or suspicious arrows
no majestic owl fixing me with a glare
giving hoots of derision no matter which way i turn
as i spin
and hope my course keeps from exploding in my face
trapping me
in the fiery ocean of disgrace
where i’ll flail and burn
as i drown

Sumayyah Talibah © 28 April 2017


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