THE WOMAN OF SELF CONTRADICTION

Would you care to join me at the sea?

Thirty and falling farther below,

It’s far to cold for that, don’t you see!

Perhaps a vacation to the forest,

To overgrown trails, high as my knee?

No, to risky, you’d have to agree.

Maybe some simple, quality time,

Ah so sweet, we are then at our prime!

Or to travel: New Zealand and Whales?

Absurd; the hills, too daunting a climb.

I might rather just sit here and think,

“Which choice is worse, for you and for me?”