So there I was.
Just as I am,
though perhaps a lil higher.
Despite that fact, this story's true.
For I am not a liar.

Anyway, where was I when?
Ah yes. The devil in the shower.
After sorting all the deets I sold my soul within an hour.

In exchange for my soul I got her time and undivided attention.
She has to join me when I shower and submit to my detention.

Using a bar of soap she'll wash my back in circular motion.
Then I'll make her do it over because I prefer the lotion.

I'll ask her to use her powers to turn the water into whiskey.
Then I'll have her wash my feet and ask her if she missed me.

I'll laugh out loud while I **** on her and tell her it's the water.
Then I'll have her dry me off while reciting the Our Father.

She curses me and recites these spells I guess to end the deal.
But I'm washing the devil's ******* so come on let's be real.

Sometimes I don't even wipe, I just hand that ***** a sponge.
She'll make that stupid angry face just before she takes the plunge.

Ah yes I have to say it's been quite fun for me so far.
Who else gets to start their day with the ******* Evening Star?

And yeah I'll have to pay my dues one day and yeah it's gonna ****.
But the devil washed my ***** this morning so I don't give a ****.

I don't know exactly what it is that I'm looking for.
I just know it's not here.
My gut.
My guts are telling me that I have to wait.
So. I'll smile for you. And if you play your cards right.
I might even write you a poem.
Just know, understand.
I'm not here for me.
I'm here for you.
If it were up to me.
I'd be anywhere else than here.

If, if you should ever see me.
You'll have seen more than I.

It's, it's dark.
There's a light.
Only she doesn't know it.
A warm breeze waltzes by.
It smells like jasmine after a spring storm.
The air settles into a lull where it just wants to hang out for a spell.
I'd swear I can feel her sometimes.
Though it could just be gas.

Between the sets and the rises. In those shadowy parts of the world we take for granted.
I can lose myself between the tone of your skin and the realizations that cause ones heart to pause.
I'd like to shake the earth like a snow globe and see where I stand in the ashes.
Better off then than now or at least now and then.