This next poem is called "The Motorcyclists".
And it's a monologue, someone speaking on the back, you know.
You see these couples going across country, thousands
and thousands of miles.
I was thinking, what if--
pardon any stereotype here and there
is one, which I'm guilty of, but what if this person was really
a chatterbox?
[LAUGHS] And the guy's words are getting
lost if he was sitting in front-- if he was driving,
his words would get lost in the wind, but she's leaned up close
and he can hear everything.
[LAUGHTER]
My cuticles are a mess.
Oh, honey, by the way, did you like my new negligee?
It's a replica of one Kim Novak wore in some movie or other.
I wish I had a foot-long chili dog right now.
[LAUGHTER]
Do you like fireworks?
I mean, not just on the 4th of July but fireworks any time.
There are people like that, you know?
They're like people who like orchestra music,
listen to it any time of day.
Lopsided people.
That's what my father calls them.
Me, I'm easy to please.
I like ping pong and bobcats, shatterproof drinking glasses,
the smell of kerosene, the crunch of carrots.
I like caterpillars and whirlpools too.
What I hate most is being the first one
at the scene of a bad accident.
Do I smell like garlic?
Are we still in Kansas?
[LAUGHTER]
I once had a chiropractor make a pass at me.
Did I ever tell you that?
He said that your spine is happiest when you're snuggling.
[LAUGHTER]
Sounds kind of sweet now when I tell you, but he was a creep.
[LAUGHTER]
Do you know that I have never understood what
they meant by grassy knoll?
[LAUGHTER]
It sounds so idyllic.
A place to go to dream your life away, not kill somebody.
They should have called it something
like the grudging notch.
[LAUGHTER]
But I guess that's life.
What is it they always say?
It's always the sweetest ones that break your heart.
You getting hungry yet, hon?
I am.
When I was seven, I sat in our field
and ate an entire eggplant right off the vine.
[LAUGHTER]
Dad loves to tell that story, but I still can't eat eggplant.
[LAUGHTER]
He says I'll be the first woman president.
It'd be such a waste since I talk so much.
Which do you think the fixtures are
in the bathroom at the White House?
Gold or brass?
It'd be OK with me if they were just brass.
Honey, can we stop soon?
I really hate to say it, but I need a ladies room.