vagabond

~
some poems
are non poems
caring scarcely
to be or not
are waywardly
recalcitrants
flouncing off
in own haphazard
non-delineated
trajectories
needy in not your
usual ways, it wants
you to take
a chill pill
be ignored
enjoying its pariah(ness)
to work out own
tantruminess, smoothen
kinks, ironing out
conditioned responses
until it wholly
belongs to itself
a stray stubborn
vagabond
born to be
free
~

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