I'm an American woman. And it ain't easy. I think I have to look like Barbie. I stand before the mirror. I start to sob. Lord God knows I need a boob job. You can be too rich but you can't be too thin. I'll never taste lasagne again. Hair most places - You know that's a sin. Just dip me in Nair up to my chin. Wearing 2+ inch heels to be five foot eight. I can walk there but we'll always be late. It was bad before and now it's true I think I have to be perfect for you. You glance at her and I make it a saga, and move to the forest with Baba Yaga. Don't tell me it's about Camus. I know it's all about Shamu. There's more to worry than my looks. I'm afraid we have to deal with books. I'm a sloppy thinker and poorly read. My house a shambles, my writing rambles. Poems drag me out of bed at the worst times. (Don't wait up) I don't do tidy; I do do art. I'm sorry I'm not very smart. Any minute, I'll lose your heart. I'm an American woman. And it ain't easy. I know you know. You've tried to please me. --XineAnn