In the quagmire the two-step
and marching in place
substitute for moving forward.
However, yielding to the swamp
grows mold, moss, camouflage
around eyes and on rears.
Liver and vessels become muck.
Every body part yearns for mud.
The frog on the lily pad
squatting in the chest
would learn to sing if limbs
weren’t bogged down in doubt.
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