a classic twisted and rewritten

[miragination]

two roads diverged in a wood, and i -

i misread most signs and followed the lies,
and that has brewed some bitterness.

i chose neither road and walked along blind,
and have seen little difference.

i wished to walk both but dared not try,
and so stumble solo, wrong side of the fence.

i took the road less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference.