And she says-- i don’t think i’ll be coming back here again
laughingly
she says to her friends
the nights roll on
the tears roll on
and a girl with a gun is the only one whose willing
to exorcise these demons
and she demands
why are you still here?
oh,
why are still here?

this is not autobiography
this is not a place i wanna be
no! she says!
this is not a place i will be coming back to again
my friends--
Romans
all my country men and all unworthy you won’t see me
here...
why are you still here!
oh, why are you still here?