When I hear a cacophony of sirens in my head

It shifts to an orchestra

Loud booms and the gentle breeze of strings

Carrying me on a tumultuous wave of euphoria and despair.

In my eyes the flash of red warning lights turn

To the twinkle of stars,

The cascade of a billion suns burning in the dark

A persistent if futile raging against the night.

I can feel the pain of the flames lapping at skin

It turns to a lover’s embrace

The warm folds of the blaze envelop me

Leaving me with unsightly scars I’m thrilled to bear.

Let the alarms sound.

There is joy in obliteration.