doorman tells me ex-girlfriend is waiting for me

strange elevator goes up and sideways to meet her
in the hotel lobby parallel to my new apartment

I enter with hope and caution
she is on the phone with her mother
always with her mother

can't she get enough of her own mother?

she eats something with peanut butter
under the iron staircase I find it charming

I wonder should I take her back?
should I abandon the new prospect?
I am frightful of this new decision

I think I weigh I wait I wonder

and then I choose neither

thank God I choose neither
in my deep subconcsious I choose neither
it might have taken eighteen months

but thank God for me, I finally choose neither!

11/05/2008

Posted on 11/06/2008
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