box
of colors,
i don't need the box
of 64
crayons
to color this page.
we have too many choices
now,
from food
to knobs
on a drawer to soul
mates.
our brains are scrambled
from trying
to decide
which shirt to wear,
which
pair of underwear
to slip into.
what color should i dye
my hair?
where to live,
where to retire, where
to die.
so much to choose from.
will it be a
pine box,
or something bronze
and fancy,
cushy inside,
or will you prefer cremation
like a burger on
a briquet burning fire?
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