Existence Dust

.

Extemporaneous does not work

for me. Impromptu only blocks paths

that I need to reach as if they were

indefinite elipses. Those tend to cover

for the life goal.

.

Beyond all boundaries, 

on the other side of midnights

and moons, such goals remain

unattained like an unheard

whisper.

.

Go, seek, you won't find

me. I am easy on the existence.

I am fading always into mist.

Come, see my mind via how

my hands hope to do what my

feet wish for. 

.

Intuitively, sip from my mind

and know what dreamdust

is made of.

.

allets

12-19-16

502p

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