We are learning to light a spark in our chests,
And drown it in carbon dioxide,
Hold our breath,
Smolder it,
Turn our insides to embers.
The hottest part of the heart(h),
Is the coals.
Where the pyre started, and ended.
Where out lit matches land
After being tossed down our throats.
We are learning
To be beautiful disasters.
We are learning to set flames to beauty
Sure that there is always room for improvement.
Melt.
Reset.
Melt.
Reset.
Addicts to heat,
To self-inflicted arson,
We are pyromaniacs,
Sure that someday, if we make the holocaust in our heart hefty enough,
Someone may note the fire
In our eyes
