Ever since mine late boyhood
when unstoppable coded
cellular processes did segue
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him

out of his emotional torpor
(even enlisting powers of druid)
akin being on par with
Peter Peter pumpkin eater...,
whereby he (meaning
author who crafts this poem)
kept himself isolated,
quarantined, and xed out
within self made
certifiable, formidable, impermeable,