There's something so simple -
instinctual, about this.
It's a fictional reaction.
Filled with marginal distractions.
On a level which may seem a bit..
Not quite physical,
but too literal to be simply mental.
It's imagination, with an infatuation -
and emphasis on the emotional.
Stricken with infamy,
for being a bit lacking - morally.
But if I don't take it seriously,
everyone's alright with me.
I have to do the opposite religiously.
It's something of a mystery,
but that's not spoken sadly.
I'm just happily,
Exercising my ability -