Summer Seeds

Today being Sunday, there is no A to Z today. Here is my poem in response to the prompts at NaPoWriMo and Writer’s Digest’s Poem a Day Challenge.

Watermelon

My whole face puckers
tongue out, licking air
searching for balance
some release
from the sickly sweet
gushing after the first
crisp bite

A splash of summer
too pink and sticky
pitted with seeds like
mocking rotten teeth
in a Cheshire smile
that threaten to choke
sugar-gluttons transfigured to spitters
gorging on sunshine nostalgia

I try it again
this time frozen in cubes
thinking either it will change
or I will change
another decaying reminder
that I never belonged