I cannot scratch
like this spot
in the middle of my back
a dancing dot
below my rolling shoulders
red hot
where my sunburn smolders
A tight knot
tied around my belly
I can't swat
my hands are jelly
I'm fraught
I cannot reach
the peeling clot
with biting teeth
I plot
to shake it loose
So, I squat
where none can see
my taut
back rubbing against the tree