365 Days of Poetry 07/10/2010 Grasping Vapors

[David Hauser]

Emotional folly as the un-rising sentential lay still in nothingness’ perfection
Seemingly scurrying spaces radiate abject obscurity in their plight for identity
Grasping vapors dissipate dashing to oblivion in astonishment of consciousness
Identities precarious nature mutable un-mutable forming reforming until it disappears

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