Nonattachment

I get older and learn to give away desire

Hand it off at the charity shop as unwanted junk but

Struggle to pick out something I could keep

I will petrify and you will find me in a limestone cast

Where a lack of motion will erode me away;

Just as ricocheting off every wall opens up more fissures

Until I shatter in a beautiful pane

With my orange, my pink, my red

-the flag I waved at the world

As I would move forward

And break through every line and every wall

Like the demigod, I believed, I was;

With the simplest reasons and clearest vision

I would march endlessly

Towards the end of everything