Becoming

I seek the luxury of nonexistence:
to be gone with none to know I am missing, 
with no audience, to create
I don’t want to grow 
but to do nothing and vegetate
seeking sky in bliss and bloom
I long and long and light
THEREFORE ROLL ON SUMMER SEAS
ROLL ON MYRIAD INFINITIES

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