Pandora's word binds two realities
Far stretched, a fine suspended bridge. Laid bare
Connecting patterns, matching here as there
Illuminate the dancing subtleties
Throw in relief, matched mental geometries.
The literal that can't itself declare,
The timid questions that we wouldn't dare,
All, with this light, imagination sees.

But tease my mind with metaphor and then,
Just watch me seize initiative. I'll say,
The path you led me didn't make much sense.
Yes, you must answer for my thinking, when
I drew the maps too far and lost my way.
The road not taken should have had a fence.