Choose One

I am not a moon to your planet,

Nor an asteroid,

A rock indeterminable from another–

With or without a rose

Orbiting,

Colliding indiscriminately,

Destroyed mercilessly

With barely a scratch on your surface.

I am flawed,

Yes.

Mixed up,

Yes.

Burning up in an atmosphere unknown,

Awaiting with consternation

A calculation from constellations

To give some form of direction

I await.

I am not a convenient friend

To take out of the freezer

When time permits–

A cryogenic miracle

To thaw when boredom sets in.

Remember or forget me;

Choose one.

I am not a moon to your planet;

I am a world on my own.

Remember this or forget me;

Choose one.