The Intrigue of Being Watched
by Rusty Barnes
Slipping onto the jetty at midnight where our feet
slip hard on the rocks and kelp just under water
you say 'I think those people are watching us.'
I'm thinking carnal thoughtsâ€”seawater you know,
like the taste between your thighs. It's warm like
a sex flush as we walk a little deeper, trying
to reach just that point beyond which it will no
longer be safe to go, where the tide takes over.
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"The Intrigue of Being Watched" is roughly 250 words.
Rusty Barnes co-founded and oversees Night Train (nighttrainmagazine.com) and maintains webspace at rustybarnes.com.