I can decide
Whether or not
To eat,
Making up my mind
To the rhythym of
Defeat
Either way.
And it is not
Just those things,
That choice,
That effects me,
As well as
Other entities
In my vicinity;
It is a matter
Of listening to
The murmur
Echoing from
The ribcage
Of a thousand ghosts,
All trapped and trying
In the body of now.