Either/or

either you go
and run free like
a child bathing
naked under the rain

or you wear all your
underwears
and coats and masks
and you hide inside
your room and lock
all your windows
and doors
and disconnect
the electric current
from your doorbell

these are layers and
layers of choices

but whatever that is
that you pick from the rest

that is still poetry to me

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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