NOBODY GOES TO FLORENCE TOWN IN SEPTEMBER

 

 

September 4 a day I turn 21 

 

I spend re-runs  in smite of love’s relentless mix 

 

Good bye Florence the city of the dead

I’m so sorry I have left like this

 

I guess I realized your beauty pretty too late 

 

I swear then you were not something to kiss 

 

if any man dared me to abandon my feelings in a 99 plus 1 election it would have been an opportunity I wouldn’t have missed

 

This city called Florence assumed to be beautiful by the node of the gay 

 

took its  bridges and highway roads just to get to me

 

My bad 

 

I never ran back to it 

 

Let me get this off my chest 

 

 I personally incline not to take its stairs up 

 

For I may lose my way down 

 

Its doors seemed more open and vivid for every eye to linger 

 

So no I won’t fall 

 

I refuse to clench on to it’s peers 

 

I won’t take my step for many have 

And many have died 

 

Today I call Florence town 

 

A graveyard 

 

The end of every man lies there 

 

The shape of  Florence was 

designed to slay men 

 

oh please

 

Forgive me I may not love with all my heart

 

I may admire but only for a fleet moment 

 

I may praise but only for a flirt 

Feminist movement 

 

I’m no longer a coward to love

 

I Won’t get in - I won’t break in 

 

 4 sided hearts like etiquette clovers 

 

How confusing this state be 

 

Should I go 4 years back or continue my run 🤷‍♀️ 

 

Should I find a city that’s above my age??  or is this one still perfect for my eyes to love..??

 

The right time will tell..❤️🤭

 

 

 

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