Put It In Gear, Myrtle! The Fan Belt Won't Pull It

I moved along in jerks and fits—
A headache here, and a whiplash there.
Tried more gas, tapped the breaks,
Nothing got me anywhere,
Til that one day I noticed
I was still in compound.
In limbotic trance, I became
Aware.
I found second gear,
And Myrtle, it's true!
There's a whole new world out there.

 

-jenn long