the consistency
of the pressure
leaves a fool
half rendered in
a loading state
somewhere amongst
transient hells
sesrching for a
prior save in
savorier situations

we put so much
value on diamonds
when all they do
is look lovely
when the carbon
from which it was
unduly pulverized
serves so many uses

i harbor no delusions
my structure will
become a crystalline
formation of beauty
not every shale is
destined to become a gem
some are simply crushed
used to fuel the engine
perpetuating someone
else’s metamorphosis