Clarity in the mist

To my bouncing contemplation

Within the spheres of a new perimeter

I bruised my wings in the new sky

The sky with the puffing mist, a new vapor to inhale

A new plantation in my unknown bay

I lost my flapping days, that chained in my true self

I lost my gliding waves, that clustered with my gradual essence

My steps persevered in the race,

I had no idea to this diseased pace

I sliced my wings and chased the multitude

I thrusted my steps with the jumbled calculations

Unprepared to the core, I sat down..

sighing to this extensive race

Pointing the entirety, I broke..

absorbing my impotent self

“Cliche” they said,

“Yea it is”, I tossed the entire me

And nodded to their despondence

Lucidity that always creased,

Levitated to someone else’s wrist,

Intuitive and connected to the heart

My equivocation screamed in the mist

My clarity battled to unveil..