Once in a While

Now and then I need you for things Like when I need my phone to take a picture of the universal imaginary-real entropy Found inside the psychosphere that's forming the last mutation And formation of the shattered things that are inside of our minds Inside our bodies, it always gets there every generation Information, misinformation Either one that gives the serotonin Tones and visuals, lights and colors Borderlines your substance with relief Seen then Unseen, affirmed then destroyed Take the mask off, every evening Hide behind your masquerading, the gaping wound that's bleeding into your eyes