But I am so lucky
Obstreperous --
I was jejune and now
you are flummoxed at this
blustering.
I run, unmanageable,
frightening.
Devastating mondegreen dizzying.
Spelentic and imperfect,
bewildered by my own
opprobrious comportment.
I have no idea why you love me.
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