The Impossible Journey
Standing at this divergence
I reflect upon the route I have traversed
one that felt so modest
now is exceedingly knotty.
Covert thoughts, anew in my head,
propagated from the night?
Some dark niche, not yet explored
or willfully ignored?
Kept stagnant by my psyche
ignoring the silent murmur.
In me the id screams for freedom.
I am bombarded with speculation
all bright and shiny.
It ensnares my soul
like a silvery tongued gypsy
or a euphonious siren.
I scrimmage alone with this fracas
in my mind's eye.
Seeing one path but yearning for the other
If I were to imbibe from this oasis
created in seclusion
and metamorphosize into myself
I would cast off this chitinous pelt
and expose this tender flesh
I secret away.
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