i will try to write 100 poems in 100 days. even if they're all chamber potty. then i'll write one when i feel like it.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

have you ever stood up

to watch your shit go down
all that black & brown
sometimes white surround
ed by water & paper
and, i hope, your
relief, hear
the flush--o that sound!--
wash your hands, now, wash
your hands, now,
toilet symphony in your ears, now,
pollock shitphony in your eyes, now,
disappears now
disappears now
reappears some
time, you
pray.

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