With a handful
Of human heartstrings
A dead man plays the bass
Double spinal cords
To create drumsticks
And a heartbeat is held
44 finger bones
create keys
Of a piano
Last a shrieking
Is heard while
The Dead Man Band plays
" Run , girl , run !
Before your
Life is done
Scream, darling , scream
Notice this
Isn't a dream* " .
This poem will be considered pretty morbid compared to the next one I'll post