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The Company of Peas MAG
The meal is blessed.
I sit quietly.
I begin to say something important,
It’s been so cold lately.
I try again a few moments later, and I am lucky to
So how does the food taste?
My voice echoes in the
The neighbor’s dog did the craziest thing today.
I finish none of my sentences and no one notices.
They continue with the meal and partake in lively chatter without me.
I ask that someone please pass the
So guess what else happened?
I reach across the table and grab the peas.
They hurl a sour look at me.
I proceed to focus on my plate.
They are not important anymore.
The only thing that matters is the army of peas
I am creating on my plate.
Their laughter spills across the table and no one understands why mine does not.
They get mad and display the look again.
I focus on my peas.
They are all that matters right
So this guy in class today, he said the nicest thing, and we had such a good conversation.
After a while the table clears and I am left
My only company is the army of peas, and
even they will not stay for long.
If those that think they matter do not want to hear, then I may as well tell my peas that
Oh … they have already rolled away.