by Marc Carver

I got back to my house
and got an urge
to take all my clothes off.
All i was left with was my flip flops
which i keep on because my floor is not too safe.
I go and sit outside in the sun
just how god intended.
The next door neighbor sits the other side of the fence
she can't see me but she can hear and feel me.
I sneeze and for a second i am sure she will say
"Bless you." But she doesn't.
All the ants run around outside
and i get a bit worried that they may get up my butt.
In the end i go back in
still naked
and wonder whether it is too early for a nap.

Marc Carver has published six books of poetry and works as an editor for a site in New York. He has had about three hundred poems published around the world but most of all he hopes people enjoy his work and it inspires them to pick up the pen and turn the tv off.