"You got indecision, and indecision is my enemy."
- Greg Dulli
Her head whips right, left
each hallway looks musty, cold
and her eyesight blurs
I feel less introspective these past few days and more like consulting Oracles. I'm lucky to have choices. But give so many choices to a girl like me and she ends up pacing like a wolverine in a zoo: shaking her head back and forth, circling the perimeter of her iron cage dizzily, sometimes running towards things that aren't really there.