bipolar opposites

i am
a screaming mine
a silent singer
painted into the frame
of the opposites
that engulf
my fragile
carbon core
with veins
of diamond

an arsonist
in firefighter garb
a surgeon
with numb hands
another blind fool
staring at the sky
wondering
why the sun
has yet to rise

my spine
is an ouroboros
consuming itself
as i lazily
roll uphill
against the curvature
of the flat
earth theory
that defines
irrational rationality

the sirens sing
into
my deafened ears
as i let
natural attraction
lead me into
disaster
unguided
as the mermaids
splash brine
against bare
nervous twitches

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