A lot of my poems aren't very straight-forward. It takes a bit of reading in between the lines. The purpose of this particular poem was lain in the idea that the "strange" things in life happen to be all around us and you can't label something as being "strange". The line: "Of course I am strange!" was a sort of mockery among those who claim they are strange but have not even faced a mirror to decipher themselves or the defined term "strange".
I named this piece "Esprit" and not "Strange" because not only does it sound cooler, but because strange is a way of life and a way of being vivacious and alive.