Flourish of future

I will not claim
Any territory
I will be long gone
When you will still be chatting
About the communicative action
The meanings that
Are aborted
When we try
To get too close
Let us carve out the distances
Which will let binoculars to work
Too close
All invisible
Too far
It’s all hazy
Optimal, distance is all that it takes
The meanings to brew
In the ale of an alimony
Of a stew of strained wires
How else will you hear
The music
Strained strings
Are all I have
Why break them
Why stake
All the love on the altar
Of an insistence
Vain attempt
In persistence
Of a smoky path
No I can not admit
Aroma of expanded arms
Of yesteryears
Is the flourish of the future