From the warm white
Bare lamp bulb
Falls onto the bright
Plain polyester type
Shower curtain
I lay in my bathtub
Left side
Under the water line
To ease the pain
Of my year long
Frozen shoulder
I am covered in bubbles
Meanwhile Lyle Lovett
Sings of his woman troubles
These are times of peace
These are times of calm
Balmy reminders of last summer
These are the moments
Of joy and gratefulness
For life and sentimental stuff
This is the life
And don’t I know it
If only I was able to show it
