The Quiet World

My friend Ryan introduced me to this poem at a “Wit and Wisdom” party a couple weeks ago, in which each person brought a favorite piece of literature to read aloud and share with others. As such, when you read, I prefer it be done with your voice. Moreover, I prefer it be done to all around you who have the ability to listen.

by: Jeffrey McDaniel

In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you
.

When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.

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~ by Chris Kyle on December 2, 2010.

One Response to “The Quiet World”

  1. this is me, lovin that poem. You rock.

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