From my 2014 collection Autumn Lauds: Poems for the Halloween Season, a selection about selection:
If the pumpkins picked us,
Who would they choose?
Or the fully-grown
Or the distinctly grotesque
The dull and unassuming
Or the imaginative and ambitious
The butchers eager to cut and gut
Or the more pacifistic painters
The ones who would leave them be
Or those who would let them become?