Non Rasa

And for whatever

it was...

And whatever's worth!

The thing that gave wings

these preceding weeks,

Its deadline came

and went

click, click.

For that hope and uplift

all I care to now admit

is that the Universe...

was Obstructionist!

reason unbeknownst,

and so this Slate

is what it was,

once again,

haphazardly

wiped

with the dust

of other Life.

Not personal,

No not you, or You, or ME.

Not tangible, nor thought;

Not by lack of these...

But by sheared

happenstance.

It was always

so as intended,

along a different

line of dreams...

Some other

cache of Reality's

03.06.2023

"Not So Fast!" challenge @AJAY9979