After the Workout

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A perfect bead of sweat,

Liquid and globular,

Slid down my throat,

After my workout.

I could have wiped it off,

But I didn’t.

It felt so good going down.

Down my concavities and convexities,

Gathering up bits of outer skin,

Inner thoughts.

Frolicking with soft down,

Sated skin

Plunging down hills and valleys,

On a crazy, careening roller coaster ride,

Until it was spent,

Exhausted,

Solid,

Immobile.

With all my essences,

All my defences,

All my lightnesses…

and all my darknesses.

Suma Narayan

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