Your thinking is L_I_N_E_A_R – but Mine is SiDeWaYs.
Thine ways are rational – as Mine are deviant.
Your sentences built as pillars of ETHOS & Logic.
My words align in loud clusters gone pseudo-ErOtiC.
Your plans are Sequ e n t i a l – but Mine are diver g enT.
Thy brain follows straight L_I_N_E_S and keeps Thee all right angles.
Mine flees in TaNgEnTs & shreds My All to obtuse try-angles.
I’M stuck EVERYwhere. Outskirts of normal.
Fine lie, really SOuth_of_oKAy.
You’re free in 1 place. Social norm butterfly.
True smile, in norTH-bound-trend.
I walk the edge carelessly yet won’t lose balance. I wish for the fall yet my brain won’t let go.
But You don’t know & I won’t tell so on I play.