Running Out of Reasons
My poem became a song… https://open.spotify.com/track/2epW1ZzOkAKYAcFqlOVXF6?si=rh3Kgb1ERkyB8oZZtsuSVA
Oh, My little scratching pen.
And me, a skeleton.
Oh, a dreaming plea
Me, a trembling tree .
Chorus
In the gallows
Of my garden.
My blackberry lips
And sunken eyes.