Choice

Choice

there were four
young women
in this dream
that's how i know
it was a dream
cause outside
i've rarely
been able to find
even one

in this dream
these four women
though strangers
i felt
somewhere
somehow
i'd still
done each one 
wrong

in this dream
there were four
young women
and i needed 
to make a choice

in the end
i didn't choose 
the smartest
or prettiest
or nicest
or the best choice
for me

in the end
i chose the one
that made the best case
for me being the worst
for not choosing
her

which seemed like
the thing to do
like so many 
other things
chosen from
internal or external 
guilt
instead of
taken
as the best
choice

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