Author's notes: 1) After not writing (poetry, at least) for quite some time, I was suddenly inspired tonight. 2) The fucked up capitalization was intentional. 3) After each period there should be a break in stanza, but for whatever reason this document manager nonsense isn't having it. 4) That is all.

Black sheep surrounded by differences,

but the aberrations are all the same.

He stands out, the world's scapegoat;

how pathetic, they whisper.

how sad.

Day to day, year to year,

endless flows of

puzzle pieces and

their refusal to conform.

unable to fit

as the recluse is left to wander the

strange abyss.

More words drilled into his back:

unwanted outcast ashamed