a prodrome
thumping pulse
building pressure
manifesting aura
Why the sudden compulsion?
For something that has never occurred before
a phenomenon, a rare feat
an adventure awaits
just for me to take bait
or perhaps an omen
of evil things to transpire
exchange of heat, perspire!
Of mischief, no profit
malignant, might not be revertant
Malate
a bruit on auscultation, tempting invitation
sanity on obtundation, inexistent salvation
a need, of instinct and drive, a must to jive
listless, restless, must not be fruitless
Malate
should I succumb, to what could be a catacomb?
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