By Misti
Date: 2002 Aug 15
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Still a Burrito

life was good
a strange, mystical town
in Oklahoma
bursting with nightlife
and fascinating people
a BeNeFiT counter
making my own lipstick
and calling it Misti
showing it to my mom and brother
and discovering the name on the label
was Still a Burrito
but there was an intimate club
where I could sing the blues
and a bigger club
where I was the only white girl
among blacks
listening to something
hard to define
and then oh then
pressing my body against
a huge window
that overlooked endless city lights
feeling like I could fly
and my husband was in love
with his first love
again
but it only bothered me
for about
five minutes
if there's an afterlife
it should be that dream
and other dreams
over and over again
no sense
no reason
just beautiful rhyme
without space
and time.