Poetry
Citrus

Citrus

Sometimes, when I cut open my orange
I peel off the translucent film inside to study
All the tiny, separate globules
Sharing close quarters in each segment.

“There’s so much going on right here and now”
They seem to say, “But not much room to move
Or look around”. At least they don’t need
To know their purpose, I think. Simpletons unite.

As for you and me – I’m telling you, cheer up! –
We get to choose from a plethora of juicy options:
Lemons, mandarins, grapefruits, all
Cleansing, flavoursome and nutritious fruits.

Unless…we both are safe inside already. If so,
I’m squished so tight I can’t see whether
I’m someone in between roles or right inside one.
Nor can I quite tell if you’re in the same place.

So let’s be quick, if you’re with me! Just in case
Something much bigger than ourselves depends
On who I am and who you are and if together
And aware, our naked selves will make a splash;

Let’s undress each other.