I Try, Anyway

my heart screeches!
an atomic blast,
a mushroom cloud
orange blossom
on the horizon.
fascination overwhelms
sensibility
obliterating
meaning itself.

words fail me,
but i try, anyway.
i sift my brain's
buried alluvial bed,
picking the strata
for morsels of bone,
silver slivers
that might- perhaps-
explain the inexplicable...
beauty of you.