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                                                  Yo Sista
                                            by Lisa Scarboro

Good coffee here,
DonÕt ruin it with too much sugar, sugar.
Walking in on a cold call,
not knowing what the place is like,
wondering if my poetry will move anyone,
and if it does,
I hope it wonÕt be out the door.
Mr. Wrong and Peter Piper sit with the comic guy.
Poor and Sarah were on three legged stools.
The Blue boys are hanging by the door, because they
like the neon light thatÕs shining on them there.
Rasta Man is upbeat, buzzing on the beans.
Patterns changing, rearranging.
Glass brickwork with no reflections.
ThereÕs a mysterious woman in a raincoat, watching
through the mist, still as a painting.
A Russian kat told Sarah that he had a dream about
her and her money.
The little silver bullet misfired and shot a blank.
Good thing we parked on a hill.



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