Hollow Grams

Distant meandering,

macro denial

the moment a slave

to eternity’s child


Caught on a tether,

all freedom a myth

the boundaries self-serving

with nothing at risk


The sum past the tally,

its measure unscored

the players outnumbered

their names to obscure


Distant meandering,

macro denial

a lens that won’t focus

—an image beguiled


(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)


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