-A Brown Sack Of Cash-

All is lost!
All is lost!
I've kissed my best friend
without weighing the cost.

The brown sack of cash
that sits in my lap
may as well
be filled with ash.

They laughed and declined
to take the cash back,
and I can't backtrack
through time.

Stumbling in grief,
having no hope,
into a field
dragging a rope.

My life now ended,
spirit suspended
between the heavens
and the dirt.


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