Today’s form is called the Sestina and it’s pretty long, but for the sake of my sanity and your eyeballs, I will be condensing it down to two stanzas! In this form, the ending words of the first stanza are repeated in the following stanzas, but in different sentence structures.
I Titter In Between
Self-admiration settles in the way your hair parts
In the way your rings spin on each finger
In the effort to look against yourself
And say this life is worth it only in myself.
Self-destruction pulls you into parts
Acidic to the tongue, making you point a finger
At friends who are to blame, never yourself
This life is impossible to live only in myself.