Swampy Memories & Worn out Bubble Gum.

Swamp Shadows Originally uploaded by Angie Mason

The trees are in me. They grow out of me into you. I am a risen swamp queen dream all full of rotten fungus singing for your smile poison fills this belly poison fills spills over on to dirt road paths making mud and pot holes over flow with brown shimmer pools of dirty baths waiting for birds to sit. I am a rock bottom dirt road back road princess deep down over grown with snakes and roots and weeds entangling me holding me in place. Swampy days of passed plays swim over minds memory and its so far away now its so far away it’s fading from sight and my sight is fading from life as I see the blurs and flashes more and more… and these things keep growing in me blossoming up growing outward pushing me downward taking over my body soon they will be all there is and I…I will return to the trees,swamps and river sinking down deep with the rock bottom dwellers You can find me there with rusted bicycle by my side and worn out bubble gum legs spread scraped knees with a muddied up dress on.

©Angie Mason 2008