Whenever anyone hears a beautiful and unique sound,
they assume its creator to be a mirror image,
but with beauty in the classic sense
of symmetricality between doe eyes, smooth skin, and plump lips,
and uniqueness only to a certain extent-
obscurity conjures fear
in a world where everyone just wants contentment;
nothing too confusing or high maintenance
oh, but you with your black hole eyes and illuminated fingertips,
i'm not sure how, but i've been abducted
-really, more like saved-
the twisted nest that is your hair is home
to all of us misfit extraterrestrials,
and your space craft is your stage
the strobe lights hypnotize, but also make us feel alive
you have instilled a heightened awareness
in all of us,
and the only way we can repay you is with our applause
for the brief moment before you shrink
and fly away at warp speed