Desert Broom

I am nothing
and everything

is against me
yet here I am

I am a desert broom
brittle wilted
yet still here,

growing beneath a
volcano’s shadow
amid ash and rock
a surly survivor

Empires and houses
rise and crumble
around me, but
here I am, still

I dream of roses,
but know only thorns

I dream of the sky,
but know only storm

I dream of ending,
but am only forever

I am- I am…