Dissonance of beauty

i’ve had this gut wrenching feeling in my stomach 

— in my gut in my chest in my heart —

since i was a little kid

too much to handle

dissonance of beauty 

let me love you 

dissonance of beauty 

let me sleep, let me drift

up to the clouds 

floating and bouncing and drowning 

in clouds of blue and white 

of soft cardboard, stiff and billowy 

oh, let me love you 

soft cardboard

dissonance of beauty

and my heart begins to twist and turn 

a rag being wrung 

leaking and seeping drops of blood from its pulsing vessels 

heart of bolts and nuts and machinery

let me love you

heart of bolts and nuts and machinery

dissonance of beauty

and in this i see twins 

women mirrored to each other 

they worm into a coil of glass transcendence 

reflecting the same 

dissonance of beauty 

stories told of things ive never known 

stories unfold and stories cold 

oceans away of dark crystalized icicles 

dark blue of mystery 

and whales usurping thrones

your sweet dulcet tones haunt me 

Like shadows crawling out of closets behind me

engulfing, encompassing 

void and epiphany 

let me love you 

dissonance of beauty