spectrum // poetry

~black~

Nothing can scare me
if I can't see it.
Not even you
and your electric voice,

but I'm afraid.

I close my eyes
even when you
take the blindfold
off. I tie my hands

and jump.

Now I'm falling.

The silence is too
loud, feels too much
like dying. So I take
a megaphone to the
heart. And I'll

Sound out the

boom

boom

boom

boom

of the explosion.

Dance to it.

My hands tied,
I find my rhythm,
dance in your shadow,
find solace in the dark.