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Thick Pulse (Drenched)

Swan

Those deep drums beat
beat
beat
on that dark dank
summer night

right through the sea breeze
and city streets
hovering heavily
in the uneasy stuck-still air
of her apartment

boom
boom
boom

She awoke with a sudden
jerk
a flood of sticky sweat
drip
drip
dripping
down
her
face

her bed shirt
a damp stifling thing
clinging tight to her smooth
young skin

her tongue dry paste

throb
throb
throb
the beat was in her pulse
thick passion
pushing
pumping
through her heart
and arms
and head

beat
boom
drip
throb
push
pump


What had it been?
Was some desire
or fear
or part of her
from the past
resurfacing,
beckoning for her
to come
out?


It was gone now
leaving her in its
aftermath
with a wet cold chill
and a racing mind

After pulling off
her smothering tangle
she lay naked with her window open
as the cool summer air
breathed over her

Fading into sleep,
the experience already reduced to a memory,
she wondered,
not for the first time,
if she had made too much
of a forgotten dream
or if she had just brushed
up against
a part
of her soul
that was

missing.



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