Lord Jesus scatter me into the universe
I’ve been doin’ my chores…
and cleanin’ up whiskey stains
burn marks
and water rings,
which ain’t mine
…not a one.
But you see they’re on my headboard, Lord
The very bed, where I lay my head
So It’ll take some time
But I got no claims
can’t afford to believe
in any particular woman
unless she’s willing
to lay claim to me
…and no one is claimin’ me,
so I guess we’re fine…before...
well hell, it’s just that it's MY bed…
they’re sweatin' and stenchin'
while I’m sleeping with
the brutal stank
of the skunk
they left
behind.
V
