Posted in Poetry, Prose

Being Nervous

My lack of being nervous
was strengthened to the negative
when I met a woman most foreign,
whose path was never to cross
with mine,

Encouraging her to travel
and seek out her dreams
caused a sudden increase
of being nervous, countered by
a particular fall in being smug,

Learning the art
of keeping my mouth shut
is a lifelong process
of which I never
will master

-especially in the company
of women so foreign…



American living in Denmark.

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