The ingredients

… to the recipe for disaster

a delusional bubble where we can exist

we exclusively created this

fortress of bliss

sci-fi fantasy world

no qualms for reality

that would not let me be

existential like I ought to be

a visionary

a hopeless romantic

an anomaly

I paint the picture I see

the colors of the spectrum are endless

as they melt

I see, feel, sense them objectively.. subjectively