A wet cattle grate
Can startle you well,
If you hit the brakes
As your tires cross it—
Skip-skid, and you’ve slid
When you intended
To slow down a bit.
It’s a metaphor
For whatever seems
Similar somehow,
As metaphors are,
Bridges connecting
Similarities
To carry meanings
Safely between them.
But grates in the road
Work by triggering
Inherent caution
In free-range cattle.
Come to think of it,
They’re the opposite
Of a metaphor—
Carrying over
Goes fine without grates.
They’re added filters.
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