The woman in the green coat
the kind of green pea coat i automatically
associate with drifter,
homeless?
and her golden hair a coiffure of disheveled dreadlocks
she sat lounging at the Starbuck's uptown Burnside
smiled as i sang along with the music
'never got over those blue eyes...'
her own eyes shimmered pleasantly
her face was beautiful, i thought;
and she wanders about now
here at the bookstore
where I'm soon to clock in
browsing the art section
a peaceful smile playing upon her lips
such a piece of art herself
24 February 2006, Border's Cafe, Portland, OR
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