choice is questionable

on a t-shirt

today:

if nothing goes right,

go left

one side a wall

i cannot climb,

the other a minefield

and hungry crocodiles

a storm blowing

in my face,

i cannot turn

because.

i tread slowly

but firm

to hold at least

my ground

hail breaks my specs,

i stumble,

but still

i walk on

when i fall

here alone

i die:

i don't want to.

because.