I set the strip mall on fire
The nail salon was the first to go
Up in smoke
Acetone and gel, powdered blood
It rained Lincoln Park After Dark nail polish
Flimsy MTA cards, still bent under acrylic nails
Detached from their barbie bodies
Let it burn and go inside
Next came the Sunset Tans explosion
platinum hair extensions playing dead
Like roadkill
Engulfed under ultraviolet bed bulbs and
The eternally flickering neon open sign
Let it smoke and stay inside
7/11 didn’t stand a chance
Crawl through the smog
Sift through slurpees and cigarettes
Hard drugs and milk jugs
Next to burn was
Well we don’t really know what
Went on in there
Dilapidated girl’s bathroom
Dilapidated girls
Empty rooms in simulated houses
Empty beds in black lagoons
Empty streets in empty towns
Teenage corpses hooking up in the parking lot
Wet kiss warfare
Do you smell something burning?
Let them rot and walk inside
Oh no not the liquor store slash video rental
Rewind broken brain
Broken heart
Broken champagne
bottles and synthetic cocaine
Who’s left in this museum of insides?
Living doll
Child addict
Queen of the outlet mall
Leave her be and close your eyes
There goes the junior’s discount store
Charred low rise jeans and tattered tube tops
Molten cheetah print flip flops
Oozing plastic panties on plastic hangers
Long Island is burning
Dance through the remains
Detangle us from sin
Thank God for your fireproof phone case
Watch it melt and die inside
Dial while you still can
1800-judgement day
Please stay on the line
for a brief survey