Sat in the car
knees hugged to my chin
the song so loud
it created a womb
like sitting in clouds
flying

Curled up like the broken tiny
creature I am
letting myself scratch and bite
at the flesh I wish to be free of
when I hear their voices
lifting me to the sky

I moan, I hum
I feel naked, uncurling, stretching
writhing unter the harmony

And that is what it feels like
to be fucking beautiful
eyes clenched tight
body forgotten
under the spell of sound
more real than anything
you'll ever know