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.

© 2017 Julia Adzuki