The big which-is-it-ist

Being wishy-washy, 
or indecisive
or
wavering

between two rough
or equally good, bad
or indifferent options 

isn't the same 

as spotting and knowing 
the good, the bad and the 
ugly, beautiful in each, oh. 
By mark and metric, lens
and frame: deep basis, high
merit, spike and abyss, and 

well, there's a lot there. To split 
to gauge, to separate and weigh, 
and well, sometimes you're like, 

OK. Assessment complete! 

That's it. No decision. I 

suspend judgment, 
pending further findings 
perhaps, meanwhile 

The features and aspects 
of these things are evident 
and comparison diminishes 
neither. Only perhaps 
enlarges the mind 
holding both! 

"Ok
fine! Which
is it!"

Pick! 

Neither one. First this, 
in this moment for known 
purpose, than that 
in that moment 
for 
different purpose. 

"That's
Wishy
-washy."

No, 
just
a fairly
measured  

willy-nilly
sum divided
by
nitty-gritty 

canny wit 
and instinct 
to spot purpose, 
find 
fit, 

maybe