Cacophony

Let me dance,

to this cacophony.

I'll place my feet elegantly,

sway my arms swiftly,

arch my back gently,

submitting myself to this

loathed melody.

It's enigmatic,

it's sinister,

but it wants to be felt,

such a beautiful symphony.

It makes me dance,

sans pretentious clothing,

on winter nights,

on broken glass,

decorating the stage

with my blood and sweat.

I think

it's her way of telling

that truths are cursed

but beautiful.

How kind of you

to warn me

of my dangerous whims

but my darling,

your melodies are deafening

unlike this cacophony

that makes me drown in it

As I let it infest me,

corrupt me,

teaching me

what ecstasy truly is.

So, I beg of you,

let me dance;

to this cacophony.