Choosing my character
Maybe I’m Dante.
That’s what I infer.
No.
It’s much more likely I’m crazy, I think.
Possibly Tantalus.
I’m not really sure, though.
I can’t reach the fruit or sink to the drink.
I could be Sisyphus.
My boulder a wheel.
Right after rising, it rolls down the track.
Wish I were Orpheus.
Then I could deal.
I’d run to you. No way in Hell I’d look back.
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