On "Choosing" Joy

“I choose joy”
you promote, protest
pretending we skipped a box
opting for otherness
wallowing in our weariness
wearing a worn tapestry
around our tired eyes
our racing minds,
our shaky hands
our uneasy footing
We wish you could simply
appreciate your options
the privileges
instead
insisting
alienating
asserting
a sound solution:
to simply
“choose”
The unfortunate
alternatives
away