As Nina sang it (Simone) "Crawling just
Ain't my style." And it is not my Will
that defies you, it's my Cylindrical
Shape and Rhythms for they can't be Repressed.
I believe it has something to do with Birth
in the Belly of the Aquarian
Age, IDK. Eccentric's what I am.
Like Yoda, I can speak or like Edith.
Not the Quetzacoatl of Poetry
but a Free eerF an Engine of Words
that are Actions and Sounds Better than Swords
for they're a Melody from Inside Me.
Am I a Poet? I doubt that it's true.
For I'm an Alien force among you.
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