I’m not part of
  any movement

Or adhere to
  any Regent

I don’t follow
  any rules

That aren’t in most part
  my own

I don’t
  attempt to teach

Or begin
  to preach

A stronger
  thread

Than
  what you’ve sewn

I don’t typecast
  iconoclast

Or look for
  acceptance

Under the cover
  of my thoughts

In the darkness
  of my room

I don’t criticize
  bastardize

Or tear apart your
  weaving

Asking only the same
  from you

As you sit upon
  your loom

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)