sometimes you sing
in the shower.
Sinatra
or elvis.
Dylan if the throat
feels craggy
and old.
not a whole song,
maybe a few verses,
filling in with mumbles
for the words
you can't remember.
the bar of soap
is your microphone.
you don't sing too loud
or long,
no need to scare
the neighbors,
get the dogs a howling.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment