"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


My conscience reveals
Before me
A majestic cOsInE
Elating and contracting
In a wave, irreverent
Relevant only to
A sign of consciousness.

With every drag
Of this cigarette I find
Through carcinogens,
The fact that I don’t care
Is one major
And sad state of affairs

Fate is a recidivist
Acknowledging synergistic
Reincarnation within the vistas
Of misery,
Reporting a timetable which graphs
Paths maligned by pariahs
And sophistry.

-Friday, January 02, 2009

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