he
lived
so locked
in his cage
of indecision
his soul must have drunk great relief
when his heart failed as he rested in his easy chair
wrapped in a loop of glenn gould's goldberg variations long unfound he chose no partner
so a thousand flies chose him unwrapping his bones to carry away his chemicals
in a cloud of buzz to spider and sparrow and chance
drops of choices made of god prove
no matter how tight
walls stand sealed
flies will
find
cracks