The Unchosen

Richard Rosenthal

Winter 2018

All my life I’ve played hard to get.
Picked myself last, so to speak,
Teased myself with possibilities
While learning to abstain,
Lest I become addicted
Or merely like it.
I forgot the names of games
But remembered the rules.
A monk without an order,
No affiliation, just the vows.
If I can’t have me,
No one can.

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