This & That

Smirked, like a jerk

And it would have worked

Surrounded by lilacs

Victim of a heart attack

Fell smack dab into roses

Amongst their phony poses

And I chose that over this

Hush, crush the masses

With each foot that passes

Surrounded by antics

Victim of their dynamics

Fell smack dab onto concrete

Amongst their dirty feet

And I chose this over that

Run, jump the gun

And you almost had fun

Surrounded by snails

Victim of a false tale

Fell, just fell, with great success

Amongst their double edged caress

And I chose that over this

Strong in a moment

And never had to lament

Surrounded by drama

Victim of their fickle dilemmas

Fell into the quickening sand

Amongst their indiscrete demands

And I chose this over that

Those cookies tell stories

So have no worries

Surrounded by events

Victim of something I don’t resent

Fell until I finally fell flat

Amongst their eyes I couldn’t combat

And I chose this over that

Bitter with a hollow interior

Blooming cascades upon the exterior

Surrounded by interludes

Victim of something so good

Landed, and started making a mess

Just for me? Who’d have guessed?

And I choose this…