Options

Options for this, options for that,

I’ve not got a clue where my future is at.

Do I take the road travelled by lesser a man?

Or just thrust down the lane like the hero I am?

The booklet is filled with all wondrous things,

From the looseness of women, to the sexiest kings.

But a year long of reading ‘for soothe’, and ‘what ho!’

Might light all my feelings and set them aglow.

A meeting I must, promulgate with my muse,

As the words on those pages look strained and confused.

For my future I don’t want to jump in and be rash

Like the best things in life? I’ll just give them a bash