Decisions: A poem

I will.
I will not.
It’s a decision
that’s somehow moved out
of my hesitating hands.
I waited too, too long
and then descending deadlines
(well named for they’re fatal signs)
grabbed at my choices
and I was too cowardly
or maybe just unsure
but I couldn’t hold onto the cards
and now they’re not mine,
not anymore.
I will not.
I will.
It’s not
in my
power to decide

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