Love Poem: Optional

Optional

Optional is not an option anymore.
I will roam
and I will writhe.
I will rally, rebuild.
I will pave a road, 
I'll launch a ship.
I'll race a train, I'll run like hell.
I'll suck the marrow from my spine.
I'll hold my head above the moon.
I'll dive in the deep, I'll chase a bullet.
I'll wander out,
I'll slide away.
I'll lead an army and bomb the past.
Declare unrest and start new rule.
Crown a new king, 
I'll carve a new stone.
I'll turn a new leaf and I'll sing a new song.
I'll make a new wish 
And I'll burn a new bush.
I'll write a new page 
And jump in with both feet. 
I'll love a new lover
And befriend whom you hate.
I'll start a campaign.
I'll torch down our home.
Then move heaven and earth one inch to the left.
I'll shake. I'll regroup.
I'll push and I'll prod. 
Reincarnate
Regurgitate. 
I'll weave... I will tide. 
I'll bend, and I'll bob, and I'll steal, 
I WILL TAKE! 
Because optional's not an option...
Anymore. 

Sahn   6/8/14