I long to be nobody.
To do nothing.
To own no shoes,
Take no breaths,
Taste no water,
See no food.
I long to stand by the river,
with no roots.
To sweep no stream,
Block no wind,
Light no fires,
Channel no thoughts.
I long to be captive to freedom.
To travel TheWayofNoThought
To go where none have gone,
A destination that cannot exist.
