Modality Of Self Poem by Elena Goldenberg

I might seek for a form to fit me in
Or might I just fall apart?
For blisters to hurt, to burn and grin
I might care to hold my part.

May I watch my way in a mirror frame
Or would it be just a start?
For lovers to love and for death no shame
I might care to play my card.

I should mind to be wise in search for sin
Or must I just stand my guard?
Unless it's a heart for the prize you win
I might care to cast the dart.