Fusion

Sometimes the dizzying effect
Spins me and the world
In an ethereal difference of confusion
The sum of all the efforts
Blinding and contradicting each other
To the blurry mix of grayscale rainbow
Washed out like my soul
After continuous hours spent lost in seas
Twisting constantly into each other

I’m not going anywhere
I’m going nowhere, you might say
But I’m in such a hurry
That the surreal business of it all
Sucks me up in its black void
Like days spent seamlessly with
A misanthrope with distaste for taste
A tongue with the skill to snatch curses

Cigarette garments lining closet walls
Closet walls now emptied and falling down
The apocalypse of it all is bilge
Life vomits this all up and I am sent to maid to it
Carelessly dancing with broomsticks
Little Cinderella with paper dolls
Holding hands with imaginary friends
Falling from bloodied wrist because it’s all about thrill

I’d rather visit a theme park
With twisting rides and twisted smiles
Contorted upfront battles
As insane as sulfuric acid as salvia
And then kissing that person
Because it’s thrill
It’s poison
It’s confusion and the lost feeling
That I just got you stuck in

Try to get out of it with screeching snaps of nails
And in a flicker, it’s gone
But confusion is too confusing
The fusion of fusing the words together
Has killed it all, anyway