A decision pressed closely against the glass
Reverberates a prism of thought
Of connection.
Of dissonance.
A decision of solitude.
A decision of birth or denial.
A decision pressed closely against the glass
Strains its ugly ear to find you.
Strains into your deepest thoughts.
Listening, pressing close.
Making a crowd or closing in solitude.
A decision,
A decision.
Some say there’s choice.
I say there’s a decision.
Shakespeare said, “Life’s a play and we’re all but actors.”
A decision pressed closely against the glass.
Here the truth lies bound up in thought.
A decision made.
A decision wrought.
