Midsummer - The Great Masquerade

 

Based On: Carolina, Honey by Rachel Bochner

I traded the best I had for a single chance to know what this is

Flying through the dreamscape I memorized the first time I felt it

They say I'm foolish for living in alignment with your moments, now they call me a tyrant

Tell me how you'd change me so I'm everything you wanted

I feel the taste of escape like electric blue currents

I never saw through the cracks in the tunnels of my vision 

It slowly bleeds into the reality of my dawning grave

And somewhere over the haze of midsummer 

With the passing of heat of this fatal fever

I had the taste of the want I never thought I'd crave

They say it's nothing but distraction wearing good perfume 

But what do you do when these pulsations consume you?

I'd rather have this infatuation be permanently subdued 

Than let my overdrive send the bridges I built to fumes

I feel the taste of escape like electric blue currents

Run through my veins leaving an ache so foreign 

It bleeds into the reality of my dawning grave

And somewhere over the haze of midsummer 

With the passing of heat of this fatal fever

I had the taste of the want I never thought I'd crave

I pray to meet these ends faster than I'm used to

Wash away the lines I dreamed you'd drawn to lead me to you

Pull every plug that kept all my nerves alive and tested 

And wait for something new to cross my mind uncontested

I still feel the escape like electric blue currents

As it transfers the memories of want to another person

And so I remain consistently in love with who I wish you'd be

So over the haze of midsummer that bleeds into my reality

I'll be damned to want this, if you ever knew how I'd feel.

-auctor

July 11th, 2025