lily

-In a place where time and matter is frozen, Nothing moves down here, Recent days are all grey and just as self destructive as the last but love blossomed in the strangest place, We had followed the train tracks and got lost in a town of revival. The sky was love reawakening and i was a torn up war zone and we were just gypsys trying to make sense of the storm, Ran from the railroad police cause our train never came that day so we slept in an old hobo's camp with his love, a crack whore named brenda, they had adopted a blind orphan that could tell you your future, But only if you wanted to know, You never wanted to know and when you are a corpse i think the sky will turn the same color it did that day and your cells will recreate something raging, and i'll go find my way back to that train yard to dig up our hearts.
The road took care of me like its unborn child, Carried me to people whose names i've memorized and towns and cities i got lost in. I wanted to simplify everything, But there are too many words now, some of which i made up, so you could never really understand.
-I think i'm going to die of cancer, If you look at it mathmatically, It seems probable. He told me i need to stop obsessing over death and disease. But can you help what fascinates you the most?

Love, Lily