We prefer not to surrender per se.
We indulge our little delinquencies.
We understand we cannot be ourselves
Indulged always, although we cannot know
Why not. Learn calm from the indignancies,
Including the sudden tug in the guts,
The mess of inner and outer contests,
The pain. Everything is right or nothing,
And nothing is everything in the end.
We could, if we like, prefer everything.