making decisions

the telemarketer

for Medicare

asks

me if i make my decisions

on my own.

i ponder that

for a second or two.

are you there, he says?

hello.

hello.

i'm thinking i tell the young

man from 

Delhi.

are you able to make

your own decisions, he asks

again?

sometimes, i tell him.

sometimes i pray,

other times

i call a friend, or a relative.

occasionally, if it's

a really large

decision, a life changing

decision

i might flip a coin,

or run to down to the gypsy

on the corner

to get a reading on

her crystal ball.

is that a yes, or no, the

young says. 

it's a sometimes.

that's my answer, put that

down.