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Pastimes : Calling all SI Poets -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Jill who wrote (2066)	12/3/2004 5:49:29 AM
From: average joe	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 2095

Good Girl by Kim Addonizio Look at you, sitting there being good. After two years you're still dying for a cigarette. And not drinking on weekdays, who thought that one up? Don't you want to run to the corner right now for a fifth of vodka and have it with cranberry juice and a nice lemon slice, wouldn't the backyard that you're so sick of staring out into look better then, the tidy yard your landlord tends day and night — the fence with its fresh coat of paint, the ash-free barbeque, the patio swept clean of small twigs — don't you want to mess it all up, to roll around like a dog in his flowerbeds? Aren't you a dog anyway, always groveling for love and begging to be petted? You ought to get into the garbage and lick the insides of the can, the greasy wrappers, the picked-over bones, you ought to drive your snout into the coffee grounds. Ah, coffee! Why not gulp some down with four cigarettes and then blast naked into the streets, and leap on the first beautiful man you find? The words Ruin me, haven't they been jailed in your throat for forty years, isn't it time you set them loose in slutty dresses and torn fishnets to totter around in five-inch heels and slutty mascara? Sure it's time. You've rolled over long enough. Forty, forty-one. At the end of all this there's one lousy biscuit, and it tastes like dirt. So get going. Listen: they're howling for you now: up and down the block your neighbors' dogs burst into frenzied barking and won't shut up.