It felt like

adrenalin rushed
flowing through highways of veins
tickling the pores all over the skin
triggering rhythmic beatings of the core matter of the soul
flushing out sweats
t
r
i
c
k
l
i
n
g creepily
the beatings
thumping loosely
awkwardly losing stability
chest mounting, packed, near bursting
somewhere words s
c a
t
t e
re
d,
broken to pieces, dissolved
desert lips calling no mirage no wadi oasis
the beautiful painful curse
ash te mast