Is identity a reference
to all that I’m not
or something else again
Is what I’m becoming
and what I am
in contrast clearly plain
Or then is it more
and crossing over
to what I’ve not yet been
The border amorphous
where gravity pulls
—to dance beyond the rim
(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
Desert Wind
Identity
is derivative
of distance
endowed
Space
the Grand Sultan,
its winds
to uncloud
(Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
Diamonds In The Rough
I write for the diamonds,
all quartz to be damned
The populace deafened,
and jaded demand
That anything selfish,
their wills to be pawned
My jewels though not many
—sparkle beyond
(The New Room: February, 2021)