Coughing, spewing, gargling, choking
Squelching, squirming, always churning
As if the mount coughed up entrails
The marsh below the mountain.
Air damp, water stank
Covered in algae, air rank
Like rotten intestines still alive
The marsh below the mountain.
A muddy dark green wasteland
A desolate place at hand
If bog and mud bore child
The marsh below the mountain.
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