Embracing the smell
Ensures that you breathe
Though the first breath is Hell
Soon your senses will leave
Then the swamp smells like nothing
And you wade through its wet
You can say it’s just water
When it loses its scent
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Embracing the smell
Ensures that you breathe
Though the first breath is Hell
Soon your senses will leave
Then the swamp smells like nothing
And you wade through its wet
You can say it’s just water
When it loses its scent