I have always revelled in the weird,

The uncanny never feared,

Peculiar and queer

I revere:

Odd.

On the surface, my life has appeared

Normal, but beneath it’s clear

I am strange and weird.

I’m sincere:

Flawed.

My Creator has not disappeared;

Fingerprints are very clear,

In likeness so near;

He is weird:

God.

I chose a new form today: the Triquint.