my name never mattered.                it matters

what I do, my muscles

& misdeeds. I,

an interloper here. me as:

could die just to

make another thing that will

break. as turn after

turn. as part of the show.

no rest,

always someone near

watching my steps.

there’s a hunger I can’t sustain.

this week’s gone by.

let me tell you about the sky.