Disconnected
Conceptual misconceptions creating order
Among the tar layered chaos
Numb and faithless
Tired and graceless
Fuzzy edges of once sharp concrete turns up a cure
Not quite following what it is you deciphered
I would rather take another hit
Breathe it in deep. Pulls me down hard.
Used to be like flying
Only now the heaviness sinks past my thoughts
Entering my blood stream burning liquid crazy fast
Ghostly memories of incense haze black light spirals
Blending with pale laced fingers
Inspire the starry eyed to create monoliths
Our minds are seperate and desperate but must remain
Quiet.
Reserved.
Disconnected.