Sending silent messages with a clarity of unknown <br />detachment. <br />Swallowing endeavors beyond latent territories, <br />sending them adrift into a wild orange time. <br />Locating sedentary impulses strapped throughout <br />the universe, while traveling on unescapeable wings. <br />Fleeing impossibilities and swerving through dark <br />catacombs where no being can become. <br />Penetrating deepest barriers, slipping into the <br />abyss of yesterday's tomorrow.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yesterday-s-tomorrow-4/
