The Missing Link

"I was not designed to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest." - Thoreau

Sometimes I feel like a pawn in a chess game.

Living in shame.

Part of a herd.

My life blurred.

Bound by the logic of others.

Not having my druthers.

I'm all alone.

An evil dictator's drone.

Only able to make certain moves.

That which insanity proves.

Bound by society's chain.

With a worm tunneling through my brain.

A bug on life's windshield.

A potato waiting to be peeled.

Juxtaposed and juvenescent.

A slice of the moon that's crescent.

I want to do the opposite of what's expected.

Undirected.

Not going along for the ride.

No longer the maid but the bride.

Speeding in the breakdown lane.

Feeling no pain.

My hair spiked in a bouffant.

Deliberate and nonchalant.

Toxic and taboo.

In everything that I do.

Having a fling.

Like Tarzan on a swing.

Overthrowing the king.

Staging a coup.

For me and for you.

An unconsidered factor.

In a nuclear reactor.

A staring contest in which I never blink.

Just to make them think.

I might be ...

... the missing link ...

Author's Note

"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment." - Ralph Waldo Emerson