The Body Poem Project: Drinking Apricot Nectar

Drinking Apricot Nectar 

Once upon a summer, 

In the sun upon the long grass, 

I lay on my stomach in the side yard, 

Emerald green,

Azure blue,

Warm skin, but not hot. 

I considered a nap, 

Already, Tish sleeping on my right,

Lily snoring on my left, 

Belly walrusing into the earth, 

Hair caked with golden brown dye,

Waiting for time to pass. 

I watched an ant carry a fly corpse, 

Across my keyboard, heard soft depressions, 

Listened to a child’s high-pitched wailing, 

Felt tiny flies upon my skin and 

A soft touch to my heel,

Exhaled a — heh — breath. 

I felt all my money evaporating,

Waiting for life to flow back to me,

Thinking about timespan, 

Back aches,

Dirty teeth,

All of the things that life offers.