Bring pianos to their knees

Set the couch on fire,
cushions already scorched will smolder for
hours.

Empty every bottle of wine,
pour out your water pitcher,
This is not a thirst that can be quenched.

Throw your suitcases out the window
watch them bounce off the sidewalk,
dizzy and bruised, like us.

Bring pianos to their knees.
Exhausted, out of notes,
all their songs played.

_{inspiration and title from angela --thank you}