“Sitting with an Orange”
I’m sitting in the shower
with an orange,
which, as far as shower-sits go, is
equal parts erotic
as it is
Holy
When I tell you,
“I’m peeling an orange in the shower,”
what I’m absolutely telling you is,
“I’m getting off.”
I’m digging my nails beneath my skin,
it’s a tactile experience,
I’m peeling, splitting myself
Open.
When I tell you,
“I’m eating an orange in the shower,”
what I’m absolutely telling you is,
“I’m getting back with God,”
but in more of a
sensualist solipsism, a
hedonist asceticism, a
fitting -ist and -ism
to tell you
Holy
as it is
equal parts erotic
which as far as shower-sits go, is
with an orange
I’m sitting in the shower.