Sending silent messages with a clarity of unknown
detachment.
Swallowing endeavors beyond latent territories,
sending them adrift into a wild orange time.
Locating sedentary impulses strapped throughout
the universe, while traveling on unescapeable wings.
Fleeing impossibilities and swerving through dark
catacombs where no being can become.
Penetrating deepest barriers, slipping into the
abyss of yesterday's tomorrow.

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yesterday-s-tomorrow-4/