The Burqa

The fire burned in her eyes, You tried to stifle it with a cloth, Though some womens flame you put out, Hers will never die, Until the burqa it will burn through.

The Precipice

Take me to the precipice, I want to cling to the edge.
Take me to the end, With my memories to look back on.
Take me close to death, Show me the worth of my life.

i do not want some useless college education. i don't want to change the world. i don't want to work and make money and have a big house. i want to see the world. and i want to write. every god damn day i want to see something new and write about. oh the inspiration i would see.