lily

okay she said, place your hand in mine and this road is a neverending one. built all across the world thats dying. I wish i could burn this city down on my way out of town. I wish the terrorists would have hit a republican state like this one. I'd go down in the flames, dirty red hair and all.
Go down laughing and call on my resurrection queen cause i have so many lives i don't know what to do with them, creeping around dark corners to make black walls turn to color. I'm going to package books for prisoners. I should buy a shitload of anarchists cookbooks off ebay and send it to them. maybe they'd enjoy it more than poetry. lets see what we can do behind enemy lines?
still here. still cold and wet. Its still raining. still lost. still dreaming.
Love, Lily