A Romantic Evening In The I.C.U.

When we ignited this
body of concrete
and fluorescent lights
we didn't strike the match
in a shroud of fraud
or as an
act of revolution
No
we only did it
to light up
the flash
in our eyes
and to dance in the ash
We thought the flames would
extend to the heavens
and send it collapsing
at our feet
but they just died
in a thosand mile downpour
of tears
that left us crawling
sick
to any sign of life
but our own