Choice

       Picture: Own attempt. Morphed myself and the muse into a... a meaning?

The curtains drawn-
a noose hangs
in vain.

Her nose in a book-
the noose hangs
in vain.

Whose nook is it-
she's lain with a book
for days.

The loose noose-
it's not beyond
her gaze.

But the nose
in a book...
And she won't look.

They call her a goose;
her nose
in a book!

Her nose in a book-
the noose hangs
in vain.

Hooked, unhooked-
shook hands
with a book.

The noose
is loose;
not beyond her gaze.

For days
she's lain in vain
and she knows.

Her nose in a book-
the noose hangs
in vain.

She's got to choose;
they call her
a goose.

She's lain for days;
the noose hangs
in vain.

The nook,
the book and
curtains drawn.

She's got to choose-
the noose hangs
in vain.

No, she won't look-
it is the book
again.

It's the book again.