damned either way
to guess what’s
to show you
i find that
this world cries
and i’ll be
they bury me
A “Found” or “Blackout” Poem based on the second best poem according to 100.Best-Poems.net.
What Do Women Want?
by Kim Addonizio
I want a red dress.
I want it flimsy and cheap,
I want it too tight, I want to wear it
until someone tears it off me.
I want it sleeveless and backless,
this dress, so no one has to guess
what’s underneath. I want to walk down
the street past Thrifty’s and the hardware store
with all those keys glittering inthe window,
past Mr. and Mrs. Wong selling day-old
donuts in their café, past theGuerra brothers
slinging pigs from the truck and onto the dolly,
hoisting the slick snouts over their shoulders.
I want to walk like I’m the only
woman on earth and I can have my pick.
I want that red dress bad.
I want it to confirm
your worst fears about me,
to show you how little I care about you
or anything except what
I want. When I find it, I’ll pull that garment
from its hanger like I’m choosing a body
to carry me into this world, through
the birth-cries and the love-cries too,
and I’ll wear it likebones, like skin,
it’ll be the goddamned
dress they bury me in.