The Ambush

Met her at a birthday party

Neither of us knew whose.

“I just walked in from the street. Heard music, saw a black light”

She said.

I’m a friend of a friend of a friend.

Just another body, filling up the room.

Outside it was raining

Leaving every sole wet.

And she’s standing in the kitchen

Being offered shot after shot

And I’m just watching her

Knock shot after shot back

She grabbed me by the hand and says

“Up into the attic, I can hear the music”

The stairs are steep

Up at the top she stumbled into a bean bag and wrapped herself into a blanket.

On the bag we’re facing each other

Under the blanket we’re not touching.

She’s breathing heavy

Asks me if I want to play a game.

She explains

This game, by tucking her hands under the blanket

Tucking her hands in between her thighs

Tucking her hands into her panties.

And I watch her eyes

Begin to roll.

Play with me she says.

Speechless.

I can’t move.

Just another body filling up the room.

She says my name, drawing out each vowel.

Her knees touch mine

I say “Shhh don’t be so loud”

Truth is, she’s not making a sound.

But if any other body in the room were to look over at us…

She sings

“It starts at the bottom of my feet

And travels up like a toxin

Turning off certain nerves

And switching other’s on.”

Please don’t stop talking.

Her eyelids fall and then open wide.

Her lips slightly part and then her teeth begin to bite

This girl, this stranger

I met on this rainy night

Is making love right in front of me.

“It’s the best kept secret

The kind they all want to know about

It’s like being kissed by God

The finale.

And baby I’m getting close.”

I can see her shoulder peeking in and out of the blanket

I can see her

Seeing me

In shock, awe, and curiosity.

It’s the hysteria that gets her off

It’s the ambush

The trauma.

And then

“Oh god”

Just like that

All nerves on, then all nerves off.

The machine begins to recuperate.

She rolls onto her back

Breathing to the beat of the music.

“You’re the kind of boy who leaves my soul wet.”

She left in search of more black lights.