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Divergent Metaphors
May 25, 2011
I once thought I knew my pattern of life,
My cookie-cutter routine.
I once thought I knew my path,
Asphalt, gravel, take your pick.
But now I tread unmapped side-streets,
New neural ground for a pseudo-CNS.
I have new unknowns, sprung from a modern
Misconception of unexpected conception.
I am a divergent biology now, duel reality
Growing more distinct by the minute.
I'm changing lanes without a blinker, no
Warning, just a sudden car pool.
So
Take two, I am a future Director,
and this will be my last monologue.
© Cassie C., Kirbyville, TX
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