CAMELOT FANTASIES

Black clouds as the air is thick
Intensity reaching to newer heights
Tension is real though
Close attention to the facial tick
Feelings are complex and surreal
Everything is playing like a broken record
All the sounds seem the same
Yet it skips
So many blips
Innocent smiles appear to tame
The beast that enrages within
Solace comes to those forgiving
Forget the strangeness in activity
That forges anonymity
Clarity is blurred
By the fuzzy haze
Of the smoking blaze

~Divine