Paul M. Strohm’s most recent poem to appear here was “All Our Pretty Words” (July 2018).
Alice Fulton Always Makes Me Feel Bad
By Paul M. Strohm
I am listening to this reading by the poet Alice Fulton
and in doing so I learnt a lot about me.
I am not a very sensitive person.
There’s nothing deep inside me trying
to get out, stay hidden or explain itself.
I suppose all I think about is me
and the sounds I make, excuse me please.
I am devoid of animal rights thoughts
or dirty planet fears.
I am pretty much a guy
with a nice exterior who talks a lot.
I can’t imagine anyone without a happiness
other than on the surface.
I live on the surface of my life
like any other parasitic creature.
I am glad I listened to Alice Fulton
read her poems but I think I am the guy
sitting there in the room completely
enamored by his own sweat.
Love it because it takes umbrage with poets that write mostly about observing their navels and going no further.
Paul, sweat on!