Groundless
I am a broken wire
Flailing about
Searching for ground,
A danger of shock to all nearby.
Fortunately the caution signs
So carefully crafted over the years
Keep all away.
At least I am inconspicuous
In my wild searching.
No, I am far more subtle than that.
I am an animal
Searching, smelling,
Recognizing and rejecting.
Keeping to myself,
Quick to defend my territory.
Sizing up all that stray into my path
As potential mate
Or certain foe.
No, I am far too reclusive for that.
I am a restless wanderer,
Easily distracted,
Straying from the clear path
Into the far more interesting thorns and weeds—
Led astray by curiosity.
Staring off into the distance
I wonder where the time has gone
And why I am so tired.
Searching for some obscure marking
I go right past the clear sign post
Then wonder why I am lost.
I am too restless to stop walking—
but I can walk on the path.
I am too suspicious to stop evaluating—
but I can let others pass.
I must find ground,
Though it is all around.
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