Some people talk so brilliantly
That we get small and vanish.
From Thoughts, Robert Bly
Invisible whenever guests came,
longing to engage in conversation but overpowered.
Did my presence even matter to you?
Damn you, let me speak! Turn the spotlight
off yourself. Words that fell on deaf ears
because I was small in your eyes.
Now you don’t see me at all. I’m gone,
done with invisibility, smallness.
Go ahead, fill the house with your brilliance,
your many words. Talk your fool head off.
I am where my presence matters,
shining like the sun.
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