If I make it at all, I’ll make you want me.
The alarm wailed and we raced outside
The blistering flames burst through the glass
Our only possessions gone forever
With the building melting into the grass
Black ashen faces emerge, hacking
Shoulders hunched and oozing blood
We wait with hopeful hands covering our mouths
“We saved whoever we could.”
The city sky is never truly dark
But when it’s paired with fire
The flame ignites a bile daylight
And soaks the smog with ire
The firemen left us with half an apartment
And we, astounded and not moving yet
Wondered, why? our fate must be determined
By a sleeping smoker’s cigarette