Vehement vision

Dripping wet bodies -
beaten by waves
find the beach
and become furious.
Archaic fervor overcomes -
bodies become one.
Grating sand is ground -
ardently scrubbing,
rubbing -
pleasure over pain.
Darkness.
Goosebumps like stars overhead.
Cold sand.
Hot bodies.
The Gulf crashes and crashes...
drowning inhibitions,
drowning bodies
crashing,
crashing...
and
screams.

 

by Kathleen Moll

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