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Click hereIn the vertical push up position
My hand finds your point of maximal impulse
As it strikes your chest wall with violence
At the fifth intercostal space
I am counting your ribs
My finger tips migrate over
To the mid-clavicular line
To feel that apex spot beat
You have a big heart
The pulse travels gravely to the left
Revealing you carry a high blood pressure
And an overworked heart
With my one hand still on your apex
The fingers of my other hand
Find the pulse in your brachial
radial and femoral arteries.
In the forty-five degree angle
While you rest on your elbows
My mouth finds your carotid pulse
That beats in rhythm with your heart
With my hand still on your hearts apex
I lick your jugular and know
That the pulsating duo of that vein
beats twice for every carotid pulse
As your heart contracts and relaxes
one hundred and ten times per minute
A good pulse for the work load.
[I most certainly did count]