Given Name
Unwritten Name
J.M.Liles © 2025
Given a name, never well wore,
A word that felt like borrowed skin.
Assigned a fate from moment born.
A box checked to keep me within.
A word that felt like borrowed skin,
Not hers, not his, not something known.
A box checked to keep me within.
No roots to ground, no form to own.
Not hers, not his, not something known,
A drifting space, a colorless hue.
No roots to ground, no form to own,
What nature made, no g-d undo.
A drifting space, a nameless hue,
Assigned a fate from moment born.
What nature made, no man undo.
Given a name, never well wore.