Nothing Could Be Better (So Why Do I Feel This Way?)
Martin Pedersen
I’m longing for a sunny day
on a sunny day
wishing I had lots of money
I can buy all the bread I can hug
go outside, look around, wish I could stay outside
I desire you, my loving spouse
and everyone else on two legs.
Yet the dark dread is on me now
the rippling in my back up
to the shoulders, the neck, the jaw
my head tender
my hands tingly
circulation choked off
the ring
of dread.
My friend called to say he's
depressed, he failed the exam
real depressed -- he doesn't know -- comes
when you pass the exam
pass them all, win, riches, bliss
even get this poem published
when you have sun bread hugs
and a spouse who wants your
body mind soul
with no reservation
nothing could be better.
E. Martin Pedersen, originally from San Francisco, has lived for 40 years in eastern Sicily where he teaches English at the local university. His poetry has appeared most recently in Ginosko Literary Journal, Abstract Magazine, Neologism Poetry Journal, Poesis, Thirteen Myna Birds. Martin is an alum of the Squaw Valley Community of Writers. His collection of haiku, Bitter Pills, has just come out.
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