Eating an Orange in Agincourt Mall
Segment by segment. Carefully.
That’s life these days.
(Or always was? Clear
seed misplaced in banquet blurs.)
Rotate in the hands with
gentle pressure. Pick a spot
with give to poke teeth into.
Unzip with thumb and two
pronged fingers, trying for a continuous
curl, forgiving yourself the snaps
and pick-aways. Plug with
pith tail levered free, and
clinging web of membrane
detached in branching strands.
Now. Colour’s fragrance is this
taste reclaimed from rushing roads
and greasy hours. Spurts of
sweet sweet juice as flesh gives
way, dissolves, becomes a part of