Alone in Harmonic's Unification

A surreal study in alliteration and consonance...

Warm conversation filtered among
contemplative feedback hums
with frequencies found
nowhere soon.

A steady, mean fluttering in
my ears revealing a stuttering
flattery that loses all meaning,
wave good bye to a*s kissing.

Never alone in echolocation
returning framing hidden
from vision,
not from hearing.
Suppression is not the answer,
but a forbidden, incomprehensible solution.

An interjection outside objectification
in nonconformity's reception,
when will I be just me?

Weeping, reaping
amplitude dormant
within atonal resonance
that brings tears to my eyes,
gritting teeth on bleeding tongue.

Permanent pandemonium pasted over
motionless interference, suspended
for smoking inside the entryway.
Slumbering thermals spiral
upward, carrying
phlegmatic
distortion.

No, I will not listen
in on your manifesto tattered
and spattered with hate, my own
thoughts will be enough
to contemplate.