I lie immersed
in a pool of sweat
staring off in space.
Exhausted, dripping wet,
the droplets fall upon my face.
Then down my cheeks,
onto my chest,
then down my thighs,
until immersed
with all the rest
as I lie helpless, hypnotized.

I cannot move
out of breath
body tense, nothing left.
I think I’m dead, I think of you.
So I turn my head
to say goodnight
and have to laugh
at what I see.
It’s you
passed out
in a pool of sweat
and looking worse than me.