Directional Drift

When paths no longer go the same way

At first, it’s hard to notice.

Everything still moves.

Nothing has stopped.

But something is no longer going

in the same direction.

There’s no break.

No moment where it changes.

It just… turns.

And from then on,

what continues

doesn’t follow the same way anymore.

Read the full poem and analysis tomorrow 14th: https://alkonda.com/2026/04/14/directional-drift/

— Al Konda