Me

Me
 
At some point
In my life
I surmise
Of here today
The story of its worth
Will begin to be seen to exist
In its real pre-destined grave
Of more than so far what seems made
Of a bizarre sequence
Of strange interactions
With Arabs
Aborigines darker than me
Two parents who missed the boat on me
And a field of disgusting nightly
Dream mind enquiries
As to how most [...]

Was it the silversmith who did it: a gold bracelet situation

Bracelet  
Did the secret begin
Way too soon for the sin
Of denying reality
Has become of those who in secrecy
Were portraying the revelation of reality
As though offering the self to a murdering
Sort of criminality
When the gold bracelet’s worth
Was stolen
And to be taken seriously
Its owner has noted
To the thief
That there seems to be a lodge of interest [...]