Don’t Squint

Don’t Squint

When I squinted my eyes,
They rolled back in my head.
I was worried by things
that Esther had said.

She said, “Please don’t squint,
it’s not good for you.
You’ll suck in your eyes
like my poor Uncle Lou.”

“They fell past his nose
and got lodged in his throat.
When he wanted to talk
he’d pass us a note.

He could no longer see.
He could no longer talk.
His throat-eyes would rattle
with each step that he’d walk.”

I was worried Lou’s fate
would happen to me.
So I opened my eyes,
Alas! I could see!

I happened to notice
the ground seemed more near.
My eyes indeed fell,
all the way to my rear.

-Chris Gates

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  • amber

    Best poem ever!

    • Chris Gates

      Thanks, Amber!

  • Karen Phillips

    Gosh, some times I think my eyes do the same thing. Now I’m worried. This is great! This is more than great. It’s eye-rolling great!

    • Chris Gates

      Hahaha Thanks, Karen! Just make sure not to roll them too far back. :)

  • http://mywritingloft.blogspot.com Karen Aldridge

    This one really hits home for me, and now I’m scared. What do you recommend when reading the backs of medicine bottles? Is it possible I might get butt-eyes just because I’m sometimes too lazy to go find my glasses?

    • Chris Gates

      Definitely find your glasses. Studies have shown, tiny type is the leading cause of butt-eyes.

      • http://mywritingloft.blogspot.com Karen Aldridge

        :)

  • http://mywritingloft.blogspot.com Karen Aldridge

    By the way, Dr. Seuss meets Tim Burton, indeed. I disagree with Amber. Mystery Meat (by Chris Gates) is the best poem ever, but this is a close second.

    • Chris Gates

      Thanks, Karen! I’m going to put a few rough illustrations up from Mystery Meat on the LWC FB page tomorrow, they’re kind of just sketches right now.