Balancing

by Rachel Ostler

Given a choice,

vanilla or chocolate,

Is it a sin to say

I want them both?

A crime to hover

on the brink of indecision

between

the fair delicacy

of innocence

and the dark thrill

of adventure?

Give me an answer,

yes or no.

Or just say

there isn't one,

and I'll jump the cliff

into the rage

of resolution,

throwing off

the cares,

the fears,

the ups

and downs,

the grains of sand

in the merciless

hourglass of life.

But let me live.