What does the old woman say as you pass? Clearing, and sweeping across the floor The voice repeats Freckles like watercolor Dripped from head to, head to toe Wooden floor, hands and knees I'll paint each square just so you don't forget me Coyote nipping, police scanner calls Pumpkin-colored farm light Furnace monster; her breast cancer Scratching at my back, all my dreams This is just memories Still polluting, still polluting Indefinite boundary My heart is a swamp My heart is a swamp You pinned down my soul Bondage straps across my chest