Orange

Somewhere between red and yellow.
Somewhere between thought and delusion.
A world forged, detracting from reality.
Unable to locate a legitimate solution.

A new dystopia of stress and sorrow.
A few wasted utopias come and gone.
The sky opens wide for entropic titanism.
Burning clouds of Atlas' song.

Somewhere between red and yellow.
Somewhere I would rather be.
A world forged, distracting the solid me.
A dystopia of nothingness it seems.


Somewhere between red and yellow.
Touch it again
Peel back my soul
Toss the rind below
Somewhere between red and yellow.
The blood of titans flow.