Sauna Detox

I sit in silence except for the steady drip of sweat cascading down my bowed head gathering speed as it rolls down the slope of my nose and for a brief moment of suspense, clinging to the end of my nose for dear life before it plummets into the shallow puddle at my feet. As I nod to the rhythm of the suicidal lemurs of perspiration, the steady 4/4 time increases tempo and switches to duple meter as the puddle gets deeper and expands, slowly oozing down the slight grade of the tile floor, flowing towards the grated drain, a trapdoor of escape from its dehydrating host. A thick slime covers my body and the putrid stench of heroin residue seeping out of my pores turns my stomach as I painfully relive coming down. The sweat stings my eyes and the river branches off into tributaries as the beat is interrupted by rouge droplets swan diving from my forehead.