XV.

 

In the depths; the depths of the depths of the depths

 

swamp speaking mud whisper

slips sucksssunder

sand – quick taboo to who ?

oo upside downside

subterranean mud flesh

ate the dog

ma digest and

digress to

swamp awareness

 

mud slicked

stirring

sinuously dangles webb’ed

underneath skeletons dreaming

buried bones loosening from the flesh of the flesh of earth

from the clods of the sods of the soil

from their hiding places rattle the roots and rise

undercurrent – conscious of the ground shake and

smear the menstral blood on throat and forehead

creative power claim

with horns finger sky

boned wings

opening to darkness –

obscurity of a heart

entombed to fly.

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