Answer To Mr Cellophane In Chicago
My wife of seven years has not noticed I exist
I give her whatever I can but it is never enough
She is looking for something better
Someone else
Someone more
I am invisible
Inconsequential
Unlovable, unappreciated
Replaceable, obliterated,
Interchangeable, not even derange-able
Mr. Cellophane should be my name
People do not see me
I am not felt
or respected
or acknowledged
I am not even an I am
or an I am
or even an I
Others get smiles, waves and hugs
Strangers exchange appreciative glances
I get nothing
No one meets my eye today
No one smiles
No one has seen me at all
I am Mr. Cellophane
Invisible and expendable
If I disappeared no one would
notice or care
Mr. Cellophane
Mr. Cellophane
If I was good enough to have a name
This would be too good for me
So maybe I will just refer myself to
Mr. but the Mr. is too pretentious
for a nothing like me.
I will call myself C
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