Exit, Stage Left

It’s the tinkle of an ice-cream truck
outside a clouded window, the wishing
for an intervention, but not really.

Did you say something?

It’s the goosebumps radiating
from your very core to the tips of you
at just the thought.

I didn’t hear you.

It’s surreptitious snacking, secrets
best kept buried. It’s what you think
you want but can never have.

Can you repeat that?

Heavens to Murgatroyd! It’s who you love.

For Kerry’s prompt to the Real Toads: Can You Hear Me?


  1. :) Misinformation by silence to the max here, isn't it. Marion, I don't blame the coming to a state of "Heavens to Murgatroyd!" He/she wants but like candy, thinks he/she cannot have. Yet all the time, painful time, she/he is straining to hear the words.
    There is one very good fix for this but I won't tell. Had it pulled on me once.

  2. Snagglepuss lives!

    You can run but you can't hide. As (I think) Blake said, nothing is as strong as a denied desire.

  3. this was so nostalgic ..just the tinkle of the ice cream truck hooked and kept me.

    It's always who you love, always.

  4. Secrets, lies, deliberate misinterpretations... after a while it must be too hard for living, breathing person to bear. Your phrasing is perfect here Marian, and this stanza is a killer.

    It’s surreptitious snacking, secrets
    best kept buried. It’s what you think
    you want but can never have...

  5. I read this as me, wanting everything but what's right there. Then I read it as me, wanting exactly what's there, but needing to be hit over the head by that last line.

  6. I'm slowly going deaf, so this resonates in an odd way ~

  7. Is there anything more hidden than what is reluctantly in the open between intimates? And why is it that one finds hardest to understand what the other tries to hardest say so many ways? No wonder we have pets.

  8. '..Wishing for an intervention, but not really..'--that grabbed me Marian--the ambivalence in alienation, as if we know we really could have things differently but can't be bothered with the upheaval of another's needs and complexities...you got a smile out of me with the 'Heavens to Murgatroyd.'


Thank you for sharing your thoughts!