Invisible Man

Apr 20 2011 Filed in: Jims Poems
Invisible Man
 
Invisible men are popping up everywhere
Waiting to greet you
At the tops of stairs
And ramps and escalators.
Outside banks
And high end grocery stores.
Invisible men
Are stalking and waiting
And watching.
Staring at you
When elevator doors open.
They stand at the gas station
While you fill up your shiny car.
Outside restaurants,
Rattling cups
And saying “God bless”
After you’ve had a good meal with wine
And Armagnac.
They stand in lines
On invisible streets
Waiting for warm soup
And cold pity
From passers by.
 
But perhaps all the invisibility
Is an illusion.
Perhaps it is you who are invisible
And unreal.
Perhaps the other invisible men
See right through you.
Perhaps it is the real you, voiceless
And terrified, who is waiting
At the top of the stairs,
To materialize.