"I've got this killer up inside of me... I can't talk to my mother, (friends, women, coworkers, associates, affiliates, city council, the internets, the homeless or even your mother) so I talk to my diary."

-that Scarface song from Office Space

Carbon Fusion

When darkness is so dark
That it provides it’s own candelabra
Just to prove it’s alive
I have to ignite myself to become
My very own battery.

Just to prove I am alive
I superheat and dissolve
Until the refuse left has depleted
In proof that there was
At one point, light.

But when light is so damned bright
That I recoil ‘neath the foundation
Of my very home I find
That dirt could never have
Tasted better in anyone’s eyes
And mouth, perhaps death
Is only at all, ever, what our elation
At it’s supposedly
Most fair and best
Could possibly surmise.

-BrianshipPotemkin

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