no more pigeon holes

think i’m having doubts , . , actually a shroud , . , i’m collecting accolades , an- , -ti , rac- , -ist ,

proud , . , no more pigeon holes , with , how , my , name , is pronounced , . , new grout , sticking up a

noun , . , high to low , then i roll it over like a sunk , boat , somehow in a drought , . , bow , head ,

down , then i spin , ’round , not a bird , i’m a feather letting wind , follow through , on , its , vows , . ,

– D K T