I’m chasing my impossible –
Infeasible, intractable –
In hopes that I will one day be
Enough for choosing to be me.

I’m chasing something valueless –
It’s marketless and targetless –
In hopes that it will one day be
Enough to warrant currency.

I’m chasing still with chaser’s hope –
Rewards attached to end of rope –
In hopes that I will one day see
Enough to chase detachedly.