Decisions

The way - unmarked
The Voice - so silent -
And my room is dark
I have no window from which to gaze,
No lantern to light the way -
No way to know -
Just muddle through confusion
My temptation is this:
Familiarity and compromise
Again this room of mine -
Why so suddenly
So terribly dark and cold -
My frame shuddering -
Where to go . . .
But fast asleep?

5-23-2001