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)