A line is spider
silk cross-linking
          an inkling with

another of
          its ilk. A line is
a tripwire that

          when tripped on
closes a neural
          circuit. What detonates

is a significance
          that trips
up logic since

          metaphor
is to logic
          what analogy is

to twins, what psilocybin
          is to water
from the faucet

          because it
hallucinates
          a kinship of some kind,

some never before
          seen symmetrical
design of being

          between
this love and that fire,
          that dagger and this stare,

this night
          and that mare. If light
is a metaphor

          for truth,
a metaphor
          takes a leap of faith

on a dare.
          We must take care
to trip on every

          metaphor’s
nonlinearity
          of line.

Falling is
          the metaphor that
sends us flying.

This article appears in Fall Literary Review 2019.

Amit Majmudar is the author of Black Avatar: and Other Essays and Twin A: A Memoir. He works as a diagnostic radiologist in Westerville, Ohio.