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[mardeen]

beauty
has a way of making me feel
ignorant. It's
not a bad feeling, really
just empty
hungry
maybe it's curious I don't know
all I know is
something painfully beautiful wraps
a bony hand around my throat, shakes me a little
and makes me want to eat dirt
I know that makes no sense I don't understand it, either
it's not about colors or symmetry
a monochromatic riot can jangle my nerves
I don't get it
see? ignorant
what am I trying to say
here's the thing it could be a rock or a rusted scythe
an old gate
nobody is going to get this but
it calls me touch me it says
working my brain
like olive oil
pressed out