The Swamp

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Title: The Swamp

Too much sound drowns out the silence 

Of breathing in and out as your heart flies through unknown seas.

Sipping slowly as the drink fuels a motor that drives towards an endless highway.

Never again will this sun of excruciating orange take away the shy pink of one’s cheeks. 

Even as you step into the wet darkness leaving behind a jar full of endings. 

What is left is a marshland of flying greens and drowning eyes reaching for the surface one last time before floating to face the sun’s light.

 Ashwini Menon