Someday I’ll be dead and as for pizza by Gale Acuff

Someday I’ll be dead and as for pizza

by Gale Acuff

Someday I’ll be dead and as for pizza
and tacos and popcorn and Sugar Smacks
there won’t be any, in Heaven nor Hell,
but only on Earth, if I understand
my Afterlife correctly, and I told
my Sunday School teacher so but she laughed
and said that I won’t have to fret about
food when I’m expired but I told her that
if I couldn’t eat and drink and even
burp then I’d rather stay alive but she
frowned and said No, Dear, that’s impossible,
those are all things of the flesh but your soul’s what’s
most important–have you forgotten “Man
does not live by bread alone”? so I asked
Doesn’t that just mean when I’m alive?

Gale Acuff has had hundreds of poems published in a dozen countries and has authored three books of poetry. His poems have appeared in Ascent, Reed, Arkansas Review, Poem, Slant, Aethlon, Florida Review, South Carolina Review, Carolina Quarterly, Roanoke Danse Macabre, Ohio Journal, Sou’wester, South Dakota Review, North Dakota Quarterly, New Texas, Midwest Quarterly, Poetry Midwest, Adirondack Review, Worcester Review, Adirondack Review, Connecticut River Review, Delmarva Review, Maryland Poetry Review, Maryland Literary Review, George Washington Review, Pennsylvania Literary Journal, Ann Arbor Review, Plainsongs, Chiron Review, George Washington Review, McNeese Review, Weber, War, Literature & the Arts, Poet Lore, Able Muse, The Font, Fine Lines, Teach.Write., Oracle, Hamilton Stone Review, Sequential Art Narrative in Education, Cardiff Review, Tokyo Review, Indian Review, Muse India, Bombay Review, Westerly, and many other journals.