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Listening to music (is it that bad?)

Posted to Poetry




One note,
emerging from the deeps
where all lingered
then, this sudden instinct
drives it upwards

Every hair on my body
is ferociously attacked
by shocks of sound
stunning the skin
violent and agressive

yet, it is beauty
a story impossible in words
but clear as the sun on a deserted beach

My ears become my soul
they convey the message
interpretations are useless
there is one truth
and one truth only

I ascend, see common indifferences
fade as I rise
the waves, filled with rumbling noise,
carry me,
and I feel...
illuminated