Love like linens.

Love like linens in an old cigar box,
walk with brandy in my dirty old tin cups,
sleeping pills every morning when I don't,
WANT
TO
WAKE
UP,
feel the rain as it splits into emotion,
I ain't free cause I'm black and blue and runnen,
do what you want cause we're all going to hell anyway,
SO
PACK
UP,
forget me now, forget me where, forget the damn sensation.
Rap it up, ring it out, let it dry in the water,
hiding from the sun where it's hotter,
DAMP
DAMNIT
LETS
RUN,
fight like lovers in an angry commotion,
white flags, blue hankies are thrown,
an we cant stop stalling.
It don't make sense but,
life is a thread,
and your heart is the tapestry.