Swing

This my luxury 
of life indecision 
no longer chained 
or charged choosing 
now I can 
wait and debate 
do I don’t 
I must I
maybe not then 
and back I’ve 
gone to the 
swing tied to
the oak outside 
the one of
my childhood where 
nothing else mattered 
and no one 
else cared just 
to and fro