Monday, February 02, 2004

SOMETIMES WHERE I REALLY BELONG

In a cabin in Maine with no phone or TV,
great books, a fire, my man, friends, cozy
blankets and just enough cash to buy that
night's dinner.

SOMETIMES WHERE I DON'T REALLY BELONG

In an overpriced cafe, schmoozing with clients,
worried I have lint on my black coat, carrying
the perfect purple bag and new boots and
picking up dry cleaning.

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