I'm not getting entangled.
Clarity is here and now.
My inner state has been cleansed,
cobwebs, dust and redundancy.
What unnecessaries is taken for granted?
I don’t get entangled in insignificance.
I slip past like in a taut sail.
My presence is aerial
and I am somebody else.
I'm fed up with everything old,
which is like a scar of blurred vision
through the cobwebs already passed by.
Something will be over any time.
art: Steven DaLuz