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You lick the sweat from your dripping lips

Scraping damp hair from dazzled eyes.

You claw your neck, half feral in the heat.

 

Above us the sky is so bright it’s white

It burns, scorching our eyelids

As we blink away the fire in our eyes.

 

Your fingers find mine through the

Blinding white and you hold them

Twisted and aching as I drag us down.

 

We lay with shivering skin, broken nails

And watch the tide line on my wrist

A ring of blood and soap scum.

 

Just before my eyes slide shut

You draw a cross in the earth, your

Finger black with mud as it falls still.

 

 

My breath is gone before I can ask.