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intangible
I learn however I can,
exploring the fractals rapidly forming,
exploding onto the canvas of black sky,
expelling glorious colors
Wandering under a full moon
Watching wispy clouds pass
on their journey to where
Clutching a notebook, recording thoughts
Everything is significant,
abstract observations
I've got so much to say
A cloud of electric mist
I extend my hand only to watch it vanish
On rare occasion I succeed,
bask in the initial triumph
Soon after, I realize the magnitude
of the intangible mass
Wondering if I have the capacity
to do it justice
Am I destined to be imprisoned by
this sense of urgency
this sense of frustrating inadequacy
this sense that my words will forever
evade my pen
And so begins my quest,
the quest to find my tongue...
