Drowsy dreamy sunshine sleepiness,
feeling the photons tingle across my exposed skin,
the light particles that have whizzed
across the galaxy.
Like a touch,
from a being thousands of miles away,
in reverberating Morse-code
and a hum like a symphony
that is in a language I’m half a step from understanding.
The comprehension comes
when I stop trying to comprehend,
whence the tingle pierces
and enters my subconscious,
instilling me with pure meaning
like drowsing or divining.
A gentle warm electric blanket
made out of hot pins
that constantly rove over my body
and warm me inside and out.
It’s a comforting touch
because you can feel the presence
of a creature that,
although it is so far in your terms,
it is so close in its,
and you can feel that it is close,
like a warm embrace.
It doesn’t leave in a breeze,
but when you enter the shade
that code of a language
is blocked and you are left with a feeling of emptiness
as if your ears were chopped off or as if
you can’t see
Cold and bare,
your skin is no longer struck
by thousands of tiny particles
that were flung from the heart of a star
with the force of thousands of nuclear bombs.
And it felt so right,
that heat and warmth and contact,
but now it feels so wrong,
But you have a sunburn,
so put on a little aloe
and SPF 50
before you go back outside
into those welcoming rays.
Whenever I’m sitting in the sun, like I was today, it feels like there’s a tingling across my skin. As I said in my poem, maybe it’s because tiny particles are being flung at me with the force of more nuclear bombs that you can shake a stick at (I love that expression, don’t you?), or perhaps it’s just me. I think its the former, though.
And that feeling of coldness, the lifting of a weight, like when a blanket is taken off you at four in the morning, it’s weird too, but also kind of nice. Especially if you were starting to get a sunburn. I mean, there’s only so long you can stay out in the sun without your skin becoming overcooked bacon. Ew, that’s not a very nice thought, even if you like bacon.
Don’t let your skin look like someone put too much Halloween makeup on it. (Hey, that sounds like a neat prompt…)