trendsetter

A girl named place


One night every summer
I would go to this place
A sky black like a spilt bottle of ink
Where every star a tear that drops
And breaks the ink where it hits
This place is where I found my heart
A fluttering beat of love and lust
This place is where my heart was taken
A open wound, every drop of blood
A thousand pieces of red confetti
Sprayed over a New York street corner
But this summer
This place will not hurt m
This place will not heal me
This summer I possess two thing in m hands
One a flaming red filled to the brim
With destruction and hate
The other a brilliant orange
With heat and passion of lost lovers
As I pour the gas on this place
Tears fall from my eyes
I kiss it one last time, turn my back
And throw the match as I walk away