Confusion serves me as I look out the bus window
I see a darkness that reminds me of cosmic moments
I don’t want to become food
I cannot bear to face the truth behind all the despair I’ve failed to own
And handed to other poor souls
Confusion clouds again. I discard everything done and said that got me here
It is a shimmering place. Any breath drawn in may well be my last
Now my time has come to cook I feel all of the poisoned love I didn’t have to give away
But the temptation was so great
Herе I baste, broil, bake
Forevеr
Confusion Serves Me was written by László Reynolds.
Confusion Serves Me was produced by László Reynolds.
László Reynolds released Confusion Serves Me on Sun Mar 01 2020.