Woke up in my Jeans Again – 6/11/03

I woke up in my jeans again
and stopped wonderin why
It didn’t matter the night before
or that day next week
there was a hole in the knee and a forgotten fly
I fried my eggs with a bruise on the waist
from a buckle of questionable size
and that buzzing in my ear wasn’t from last night
My head was circling with a swarm of flies
The last shower was last week, I realized
I dreamt that I met Jesus
He took me to his home and we talked
He told me that I had better beware
of a day of death and smoke in the air
I couldn’t save the world unless I had the means…
Then I woke up in that same pair of jeans

Jun 11, 2003

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