just right

the "good girls," of course,
are really boring, until
hopefully, you have the luck,
or the good sense,
or even the skill,
to bring out the inner "bad girl" in them:
that's when life gets interesting,
when you spend at least half the time,
covering up, dodging flying shoes,
guarding the bottle,
sleeping with one eye open,
as you lie on a bed of nails;
luckily for me,
You only play a good girl on TV
(I know it's not my skill,
it's at best serendipity),
and so life is just one long
hold-your-breath-and-hang-on-tight thrill,
from the first thing in the day
until way into the tomb of night,
rockin', rollin',
feelin', knowin',
that everything here is
just right.



December 13, 2009, for the Wifey.

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