This is a poem I wrote just now.
Not sure where the idea came from, but I would like to dedicate this to James and any transgender/gender queer people out there.
19 years ago, a little baby girl named Jenny was born
But her parents named her John
And made her a him
And the room was…
Scored these under 5$!
(No idea wear I’m Gunna put either of these.)
Dinah Cancer from 45 Grave
The Killing Moon, Echo & the Bunnymen
Under blue moon I saw you
So soon you’ll take me
Up in your arms
Too late to beg you or cancel it
Though I know it must be the killing time