The Road Not Taken

Summer Sequels Series

Part Two: I take the more traveled road

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —

I took the one less traveled by

but now for the sequel I return

to that fork and take the other turn

and I find that since its the more ordinary way to go

I am no longer called a freak or weirdo

And when people see me they don’t point at me and sneer

“There’s the Bob who took the less traveled road, did you hear?”

No, they don’t even notice me a bit.

As I walk into town to get some shit

To mend my fence and a few other labors

Turns out good fences do make good neighbors

(I was wrong about that as well

I wish my stupid neighbor would go to hell)

Yeah, I shoulda taken the road more often took

And put this poem in my poetry book.

Instead of all that “road not taken” crap

A poem like this woulda really put me on the map.