Brenda Weiler,
your voice--your soul--
cuts through the smoky haze
in the Stage Right
Coffee & Tea Company
on a lonely
Saturday night in Omaha.
I buy your CD for twelve bucks,
take home your life
and listen to its lyrics,
over and over and over
until I know you.
Brenda Weiler--I, too,
want to write songs,
sing from the stages
of cafes and coffee shops,
sell my CD for twelve bucks,
have people take home my life
and listen to its lyrics,
over and over and over
until they know me.
(published in Fine Lines, 1999)