By Misti Velvet Rainwater <mvrain@schreiner.edu>
Date: 27 January 1998

I Digress

Standing in the dressing room
 checking my reflection in the mirror
 my curves caressed by a flowing dress
   I think of you and wonder if you would be impressed
 you always liked me soft...but I digress

 Drinking Jim Beam in the afternoon
  knowing you're e-mailing her
   my mind is a hazy ruptured mess
   unrequited love causes much unrest
   you always admired my chutzpah...but I digress

There will be a time for us, again
 a short, sharp time when she's not around
  and I'll walk away wounded, but that's just my guess
    I see it so clearly, all risks assessed
   you always are the winner...but I digress