Frost's Forever Joke
Have you not felt that subtly zany urge
That blinding flash of wonder’s pulsing surge
Rippling across your tingling hairs
that silent shout “go on, nobody cares”
Then leapt across the chasm of your doubt
Strayed off your path to seek another route
Challenging Frost’s inane “Road not Taken”
Sat alone and chewed on day old bacon.
To questions, this bane of misdirection,
A future’s upcoming intersection
No road signs just the two divergent paths
Bordered by two wanderers taking baths.
Therefore, I wait for towel and soft soap
And soak myself in Frost’s forever joke.
©7/21/2023
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2023
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