Birth By Name

Where audacity lacks in color,

a perpetual sense of shyness

courts vagueness

ordering the arrangement

of nondescript patterns and occurences.

Birth by name,

and birth by birth,

the ways in which lungs spark to attention

to breathe,

to begin life lost

only to seconds of darkness.

The bite

of collection, an imitation

agitates a stir within the bakery.

Bread conceived

in an oven,

where birth

knows no other name except that

of prejudice.