don't.

[gumi_s]

warning!: more metaphorical prose.

I loved Art
With all my soul.
My heart was set
Upon it
For the rest of
My life.

but-

They told me no.
They told me it couldn't be.
They said I should become a doctor.
They said I was destined for it.

So I became a doctor.
And I believed I loved it.
And I believed I was destined for it.

One day
I saw Art
And remembered
How I loved it.

How I love it.

So, please don't make me-
Don't make me become a doctor.

note: hardly any of the prose I write is really about what it seems to be about.