I have always been
A mutant freak, different
From the norm, and now
You see it, and you
Watch for my horns to grow. You’re
Sure I’m just waiting
For the other shoe
To drop, to flee and fly from
You, join my freaky
Friends. I reassure
You, that I don’t have any
Friends; you are my home.
I have nowhere to
Fly, and I cannot picture
Life without you there.
You enticed me here
With promises of talent
Fulfilled, potential
Realized. Service and
A community of like
Minds. Then you locked me
In a sewer, to
Twist and writhe as you giggle
At my agony.
I can’t free myself.
No rescuer waits in the
Wings. If I want a
Miracle, Deus
Ex Machina, it will have
To come from my heart.
Revealing my soul’s
Majesty to you, your pins,
They cripple my wings.
Herman’s Hermitage 