I am odd yet aware

of my mind-numbing

existence

and ill-conceived

fidget-thumbing

I see the

uniform stares

from brain abandoned

eyes to fixate

on my posture

and gait.

I don't fit in

with my fit-out

outfit

but I won't sit-in

or sit-out

from the outset

nor resile

who I am

to become

all the while