when I try to commit you to lines
and a series of images
your nature is revealed to me-
unnatural.
the attempt at bringing you
into the focus
of phrase, rhyme, verse and foot
defies my terms
and you are left unbound
how I dream of claiming you
breaking your shape
down into words
the verses purging you
into a form reconcilable
with its formation
a paradox
perfectly fitting in its imperfection
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