tired

 

 

the coffee runs out

the cigarettes run out

the poems run out

the drinks run out

the love runs out

the passion runs out

the money runs out

the pen runs out

the fire runs out

the glory runs out

the day runs out

the night runs out

the pen runs out

the paper runs out

the blood runs out

 

and then you run out of

things that run out

and drop dead in the

middle of what might have

been more than it was

 

 

-- miller