i think i saw
the void wink at me
as i gazed longingly
into forever

or perhaps
it was a ripple
where another
lost dreamer
dove headfirst
into oblivion

the illusion
of choice hides
the fact we only
get to pick
our poisons
everything else
is doled out
without consent

next time
the void winks at me
i will blow it a kiss
i dont know if i am
quite ready for
second base