Places

I was dropped from a black hole

part hurt fledgling

Wild Thing

bird of swift wing

part hothouse flower

wilting

neglected

in the desert

 

I am square peg

in round hole

way too dense

of emotion

 

I do not fit well

in the world

 

my spitfire tenacity

ruffles too many feathers

while my soft underbelly

is ripped raw

from the teeth of daily

indignities

 

unwelcome

as an overly plump raindrop

plunking cold and abrupt

on a spring sunned bosom

it slides anfractuous

joined apace in feigned ennui

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