Suzanne Somers Wants you to Touch Her

Oh, I know, the book came out in 1980 but I didn't know she was a poet! Snooki could only wish she could produce this poem that reads without a drop of irony:

The Quiet Loneliness of Being Alone

I like the gentle, quiet loneliness of being alone.

Although, I thought of a friend last night

and almost called, but decided not to. . .

because my hair needed washing

and I don't know him well enough to look like I really do.

I like the gentle, quiet loneliness of being alone, 

knowing that someday soon, something will grow until everything's right,

not dramatic glances across crowded rooms -- I'm nearsighted, anyway --

It'll probably be the houseboy.

Knowing that I will see in a special way

and I will want someone to be near.

Meanwhile, I like the gentle quietness of being alone --

TV in bed, and dreams, and smiles -- 

because I know it will happen someday soon when the timing is right. . . .

It'll probably be the houseboy.




PS - I own this book. I am not ashamed to say it.