Fiction/Music
Belly Singing
Penetrating music
Peter placed the side of his face up against his lover’s big fat belly. He then began singing.
Peter could barely carry a tune. He was tone deaf, off-key, and infuriatingly pitch imperfect. (Redundancy intended.)
But he knew all the words to his favorite songs, most of which were sung by women. While his naked lover dozed off he sang to her belly. With the warmth of her belly on his face Peter sang So Far Away, It’s Too Late, and You’ve Got a Friend by Carole King. He sang Harpo’s Blues, Poetry Man, and Easy Street by Phoebe Snow. He sang Stevie Nicks, Aretha Franklin, and Glady Knight.
Occasionally he would sing Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da.
After the baby was born, with her cradled in his arms, he would sing those same songs to her.
After a few years Peter’s lover got bored with him and dumped his ass. She took the girl and left town.
After that the only times Peter ever sang those songs was when he was really drunk.
A couple of decades later Peter was walking down a rain-drenched sidewalk in some city on the West Coast. Passing a music store he spotted a poster and stopped dead in his tracks. The poster was advertising a new album by a new young female singer. Seeing the name of the…
