I tried
to fit
my geometric
eccentric self
into something
onto some
less eclectic
yet random 
recourse shelf
my tangled
unusual angles
my testy
messed up
controversial bits
inside this
social box
confessing this
I sometimes
feel strangled
it's all
mingling bursts
rebel fits
maybe if
I somehow
familially orbit
resolve now
to angle
something more
or less
so I
might find
some how
I do
somehow fit
but only
if geometry
is somehow
finally rearranged
at least
a bit
I was
on that
very verge
coming apart
emergently curving
my self
into some
random refuge
then subversive
amorphous me
turning up 
as smoke
sulphur flares
because words
I spoke
utterly dimensional
revealing this
my sensational
utterly unconventional
madhouse dare

        * * *