Falling off the “A” List

1 Oct

 

The “A” List

By L. Stewart Marsden

Don’t have a recollection of ever being on the “A” list;

wasn’t really a goal;
not really …
not that I coulda taken the pressure
or the scrutiny
or the criticism that comes with the territory.
And you gotta know the territory.

“Leave me alone,” I heard them say.
One by one.
At some point in time.
In so many ways.
And so, I do.
And burrow down into soft dirt
and curl — mammal-like —
to hibernate
and await a new spring.

“How you doin’?”
“Oh, hey! Yeah, fine … just fine.”
And the talk is awkward and full of hesitation.
“Well, nice talkin’ to ya!”
“Yeah. Me too.”

(And Chapin drones in the background . . .
you know we’ll have a fine time …”)

So, while the list was never really a goal . . .
not really . . .
I sometimes wonder what it might have been like . . .
you know . . .
if someone asked, out of the blue,
because they happened to think about you,

and had you on their “A” list.

Copywrite © by Lawrence S. Marsden, 1 October, 2015

 

 

 

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One Response to “Falling off the “A” List”

  1. sharmishtha basu October 2, 2015 at 1:13 am #

    that will be quite cool, huh?

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