By Misti Velvet Rainwater
Date: 4 June 1999

to my credit

scrambling madly to piece myself
   together in time for
         the ball
 I don't have much to offer
       His Highness, My Dangerous Stranger
 I have anger and angst
 I gots the poor white girl blues
      my shoes would walk the mile
            regardless
     and that
     has got
     to count
     for something