Life on Earth
by Jack Myers
During my life on earth, I loved being
showered by the sun’s colored protons
while seagulls screamed and days
dredged back and forth in the sexual smell of fish.
I loved my yellow consciousness
that was a long yes hovering above me
in blissful numbness like a gold ring
promised to a blue afterlife.
Yes, it was the sunlit numbness of being
in the moment that I miss though I’m enjoying
the reverse: it all happening simultaneously,
and me, holding all of it inside me, totally dispersed.