Beyond The Rim (+2)

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)