SENSATIONS

The synthetic pitch of two fake birds

In a movie that you saw and some songs that you heard

A set of visions distorted in a sea of thoughts blurred

Voices get slurred

Syrupy and absurd

A strange symphony has occurred, leaving you concerned

The nightmares have returned

Cancer has been churned as the plastic gets burned

New thoughts have spurned, long awaiting the desires you have yearned

Mind control

Earned !