Cutting For Maggie Monologue

Cutting For Maggie Monologue One of those no-neck monsters hit me with a hot buttered biscuit so I have to change! Well, I! – just remarked that! – one of the no-neck monsters messed up my lovely lace dress so I got to cha-a-ange! I swear theyve got no necks. None visible. Their fat little heads are stuck on their fat little bodies without a bit of connection. An its too bad, cause you cant wring their necks if theyve got no necks to wring! Yep, theyre monsters, all right. All no-neck people are monsters.

Hear them? Hear them screaming? I dont know where their voice boxes are located since they dont have necks. I tell you I got so nervous at that table tonight I thought I would throw back my head and utter a scream you could hear clear across the Arkansas border and parts of Louisiana and Tennessee. I said to your charming sister-in-law, “Mae, honey couldnt you feed those precious little thing at a separate table? They make such a mess and the lace cloth looks soooo pretty..” She made enormous eyes at me and said, ” Ohhhhhh, no! On Big Daddys birthday? Why, he would never forgive me!” Well, I want you to know, Big Daddy hadnt been at that table two minutes with them no-neck monsters slobbering an drooling over their food before he threw down his fork and shouted ” Fo Gods sake, Gooper! Why dont you feed them pigs at a trough in the kitchen?!” Well, I swear, I simply could have dii-ie-ed! -Big Daddy shares my attitude towards Brother man and that monster of fertility Mae! As for me, well – I give him a laugh now and then and he tolerates me. In fact, – I sometimes suspect that Big Daddy harbors a little unconscious lech for me. Way he always drops his eyes down my body when Im talking to him, drops his eyes to my boobs an licks his old chops! Ha ha! – Why are you looking at me like that? The way you were lookin at me just now , befo I caught you eyein the mirror? I dont know how t describe it, but it froze my blood! – Ive caught you looking at me like that so often lately.

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Dont you think I know that-? Dont you-? – Think I know that-? That Ive gone through this – hideous! – transformation, become – hard! Frantic! —–cruel! Thats what youve been observing in me lately. How could y help but observe it? Thats all right. Im not – thin-skinned anymore, cant afford t be thin-skinned anymore. – But, Brick? Brick? I was goin to say something: that I get – lonely. Very! Living with someone you love can be lonelier – than living entirely alone! – if the one that y love doesnt love you…

You used to be such a wonderful lover.. such a wonderful person to go to bed with, and I think mostly because you were really indifferent to it. Isnt that right? Never had any anxiety about it, did it naturally, easily, slowly, with absolute confidence and perfect calm. More like opening a door for a lady or seating her at a table than giving any expression of longing for her. Your indifference made you wonderful at lovemaking.

Strange? – but true… You know if I thought you would never, never, never make love to me again, I would go down to the kitchen and pick out the longest sharpest knife I could find and stick it straight into my heart, I swear that I would! But the one thing I dont have is the charm of the defeated, my hat is still in the ring and I am determined to win! What is the victory of a cat on a hot tin roof? – I wish I knew… just staying on it, I guess, as long as she can…

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