Lillian Susan Thomas - Against the Current

On the freeway the car speeds home,
And I crumple against you,
Tired from the concert
And weakened by your desire
That gropes deep in my dress
For a warm, liquid place -
Your finger like a salmon
Swimming upstream,
Seeking its spawning pool.

Lillian Susan Thomas

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