The (Shut-Up) Years

i was (invisible) once
for about two years,

i was less than a leaf
put away from the dining
room table,

and i didn’t
like it at all, —

everyone
going about their business,
shaking their sandy little
salt shakers,

saying, “please
pass the butter,” all smooth,
and bitter cool.

and the worst
part was dessert when they’d
swallow their individually
wrapped secrets of life

like
god-damned chocolate-covered mints
rich people get beside their pillows

(you know? besides not having an
esophagus, a voice, a rough body,)

i knew i was missing the best part
of living which was to stand amazed,

“Shut up, sit down, nobody knows”

(i was invisible for about two years)
until some body real took notice

::

14: Real Toads

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21 thoughts on “The (Shut-Up) Years

  1. Terrible to be so unseen. Thank God for that boy.
    The lines that struck me most:
    i knew i was missing the best part
    of living which was to stand amazed,

  2. Wow. I can relate, actually! This is so well presented, I just love it. Especially: “individually
    wrapped secrets of life” Bring to mind those damn Dove chocolates, hah.

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