watermelon chunks

when i eat watermelon chunks
i go for the seediest pieces first
i take my time
slicing deftly around the pods with my spoon
chewing slowly and carefully
effortful
spitting each seed out one by one
while consuming the smallest bits of flesh

sometimes i will miss a seed
i bite down
bitterness filles my mouth
and i have to manoeuvre the rough split bits
through the desired flesh
and pick it off
from the tip of my tongue

there is a large seedless piece in my bowl
but i don't touch it, not yet
how luxurious, i think
the joy
to bite into that juicy piece
to chew and chew with reckless abandon

while i am working on another seed-filled piece
three ants find their way into my bowl
they burrow into the red-pink flesh
they dig and dig with reckless abandon

they're in it now, and all throughout
drunk with joy
nothing to be done, i think
the beautiful, seedless piece of watermelon
i toss it in the trash