what
you see
as pictures
is my textless
imagery
i am a
beggar poet
the camera
sets me free
held like
Prometheus
bound to my
deathly throes
my fears
my destiny
i am a
thought
in captivity
a seed
a plant
a tree
rootless
branch less
to be or not
to be ..a bark
gnarled
bent knees
a pain that comes
goes wont cease
i am alive i am
dead borrowed
i am on lease
i own nothing
i am a silhouette
a cocoon searching
for inner peace
i am a speck
of dust blown
in your courtyard
by a tyrant breeze
i am merely
an imprint
on your dahleez
