The bog-land never fails to intrigue
Preserved mammoth carcass.

The strangling mangrove roots
Lurk in the water like leviathan tentacles.

Though still, there’s an urge to
Dive and fossilise beneath the stream.

To give in to the marsh
So why does it feel like the choice is right?

I’ll just wait another night
Paradoxical swamp, I’ll see you tomorrow.

Just to see if it’s right, I’ll hold on
Just for tonight.