the road not taken
is plural.
roads, there never
was just one
road.
two roads have
never diverged
either.
the wheel, though
in your hand
was not,
not really.
there are no maps.
no directions
to and fro,
no gps
to plot your
joy, your sorrow.
you just keep
driving, and driving.
hoping that maybe
there's a diner
up ahead
with breakfast
all day, strong
coffee and a waitress
that calls you
hon.
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