in response to current events

a thousand eyes fixed slightly to my right
my eyes fixed on he who is fixed on her
and her eyes
her eyes begin to water
and mine in turn
but his eyes remain stoic
open and kind
dilated and awaiting
the future that is theirs

just makes me feel insignificant

what i'll see when the building burns

i've got a torch and a method for madness
an abandoned building filled with expired loves
and a leather jacket
i've got good aim and reasons why
and i haven't taken my medication recently
i've got a brisk night, unnerving thoughts
and visible exhales
i've got this building on fire
the flames start slow and burn long
i've got a junkyard with a beautiful view
i've got a fifth and some smokes
i've got all the time in the world
on top my junkyard
i've got a throne
atop my new world
and ill watch you watching me
watching you,
watching my building burn