Choice ain’t good when applied to people:
a person ain’t a widget to
be picked out of basket by first adopter,
and held up
proudly on high, with victory
People can choose each other but
the process is distinct:
a convo first; a series of getting-closers;
a working-out whether love truly exists.
And without such freedoms, choosing people
ain’t nothing more than
rank imposition: emotional tanks brought
onto the killing-fields of play;
sci-fi ray-guns plus glamorous
Ray-Bans plus promises multiple to
confuse measured standings.
If you love me, and I love you, then
love together – and the choice this implies –
is wonderful, true: a quivering ‘hood of
cupid’s arrows hitting their heart-
But if on the other hand, you love me because
I love you because you love me too,
then love is broken: an unconstituted packet
of tawdry formula: an unwelcome substitute
for real lives lived.
So if that’s the love you want to give me, it’s
not the love I want to receive.
Do you agree?