Messy Entanglements by David Avila

Messy Entanglements
By David Avila

‭ I crossed the line today
I was cornered and I made a choice
-I made a call and at the intersection between who I am and who I will have became
I was already someone else
Someone new
~Someone who made a choice
Someone who made a call
They didn't know who they were
Because to them they are no one
-Not no one special not like that
But they themselves don't exist

In their mind

All those thoughts and ideas and naming
It falls away
~There after you've stripped away layer and layer of identity
I am somewhere in that messy entanglement

On the inside

If you get him in the crosshairs of your attention tries to bond itself to all it can touch
That's not him
He's already someone else
Somewhere else
-You try and swim deep enough but the deeper you go the deeper he goes
Always just beyond your reach
Always should have taken a step further
That is are you always one step behind
Or are you never able to touch it
Because in the depths of your being
You will again lose sight of him
You will lose him there
-To someone else
Someone that knows himself well enough to know that you are not you
He is not he
And I am not me
~At least who I think I am
Do you see
It escapes me still and for that I am grateful