Below the Surface
I wonder what the neighbors would do
if I ran naked down our street at high noon
What would they think
if they knew that I sometimes get the urge
to dance a jig during town council
or throw a pie in the principal's face
at a PTO meeting?
Would anyone blink?
What if I went home one day to the wrong cookie-cutter house
to someone else's Mattel-issued husband?
Would he notice
or would I snicker in solitude at my silly prank?
I can't be alone in needing a change
a test to find out if I'm still alive.
Maybe I should drink myself stupid in some dingy bar
and go home with a stranger
just to check my pulse.
I'm ready to stand out from the crowd
raise some eyebrows
and offend a few good people
by standing up for something
I've forgotten what I believe in.