i dont want to work
i want to be naked
free
and curious
i want to rip my hair
to scream at the top of my lungs
pierce my face
ink up my skin
**** up your mind
sing to the birds to the roaches
****
fill my body with smoke
blues
and im traveling through
Missouri
you **** let me be
be free
let me eat in peace
im not here
i just want my writing time
wheres the grass?
its on fire.