Of Haagen Dazs or Ben & Jerry’s,
which do I pick?
Am I being the bigamist
by wanting it all?
Chocolate is the aphrodisiac
elevating me to euphoric heights.
The sky’s the limit -
housing the fiery sun
hiding the glittering stars
that will shine brightly
after the sun sets
maintaining the height of my euphoria.
The melted ice cream drips
down the sides of the container
as the salty tears
flow down my face.
Sweetness comes at a price.
for if I gorge myself with euphoria,
the downward spiral
is like Lindsay Vonn’s slalom ride.
I just want to ride the bunny slopes;
less decision
straightforward ride
ability to see the sites from
left to right
from down to up
I could never ski
on a blustery day
I need to see
where I am going
I need to know what is ahead