The worlds spinning

I feel different

I don’t understand

Why is this happening

What’s happening

I don’t like this

I’m turning weird

My face is melting

I’m turning into something more

Something elsewise

More than anything

A weird creature

Wrapped around in vines and veins

The tiredness fades away

The alleyway is becoming foggy

I forgot everything

My names off the record

I spin on a player

I am played at different speeds and volumes