The Choicest Hours

If you feel that you must choose

then please: do not choose me.

I don’t think that I could live

with that fact willingly.

Don’t put a bell on the grave

of these–our memories–

let time and worms be fattened

upon its treasury.

If you should think on this, well,

the notion disabuse.

Leave it behind. Go forward

with all that you did choose.