There was an army of ants in the plastic plants
So I poured light through a magnifying glass
And I created a fire on the artificial grass

They scurried and hurried
with flames on their backs
Like soldiers on a hopeless plain,
searching for invisible barracks

And I sighed as they died,
because we are all the same:
Scurrying and hurrying from invisible pain

where the light fades you will find me
when all that is left is abandonment
there I am loving you forever

I feel
something.
   It's kind
        of
          like,
   desire.

But I just
     don't have a
          spark,
to save this
     wildfire.

we both reach out to each other
sharing memories
may they always be good ones