Zoot’s Garden

And I know him as Zoot

image by zoot

image by zoot

A complex man drawn in 140 characters

He blooms, flourishes, embellishes, offends

The words he sows rebuffed by those who

Trade in trivia, minutia and niceties

 

I know him as Zoot

He knows himself.

Constrained by a world that worships the average

He lashes out, flailing against unseen opponents    

Imprisoned in their own dull sameness

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