The Impossible

What is impossible: I don't know, specifically
But I do know this, generally: it is impossible to meet an ideal
It is impossible to establish a clear picture of an ideal
It is impossible to feel comfortable when the desire for an unclear ideal is strong
Where do ideals come from?
From the desire for immortality?
From the desire to become entirely literate, across every language?
It's not worth developing the origin story to its very beginning
Another impossibility
What is knowable about "ideal" is the uselessness
The unfathomability
The daunting, Sword of Damocles nature of all ideals
Hanging from the fate's thread
Casually being sawed away
While I labor tirelessly at my desk
Trying to work my way out of the ideal problem, with the ideal solution
What is easy to forget in the fog of the ideal
The miasma of the perfect
Is the fact that
The irrefutable reality that
I can stand up
Step aside from the desk
And walk away from the hanging sword
Into the messy house
Surrounded by the messy world
Notions of the ideal
Left behind on that fateful desk
Without guilt
For to wish for an impossible thing
Is to desire deeply to be disappointed