SHOWER, SHAMPOO, SHAVE AND SHIT
So I was drunk
And the big storm was coming
And I decided I wanted to hear Luke the Drifter.
I get up after a few songs and the darkness has fallen already.
It goes from light to dark in the time it takes
To shower, shampoo, shave and shit
In this place.
Luke gives way to The Stanley Brothers,
The Louvin Brothers.
The night will end with Bob Dylan telling me
The levee’s gonna break.
I look out my window and see nothing but calm,
The storm is coming. Or it’s not.
I can only wait.
Be it cleansing or drowning
Or nothing at all.
Let it happen.