If I am the Silhouette of the Swamp,
who might YOU be?
Are you as strong and as brave as the child you used to be?
Or does your breath smell of peppermint
and something moldy deep within?
Do you lust after the forbidden,
whether it be filthy riches, tawdry fame
maybe a hulking stud to appease,
or that wonton witch who will do what you desire without hesitation?
The forbidden always maintains an unattainable quality to it
which causes lust to cascade like a blooming flower.
A lot of question I have assaulted you with,
yes, I understand.
But these are questions which need to be addressed,
if not to me,
the Silhouette of the Swamp,
then at least by yourself.
Dont tell me you do not secretly yearn
for some things you know you will never have.
Still, you refuse to chase your desires
because you know it is something your family and friends
can never understand.
~*~ Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight and bull-strong. ~*~