I had an awesome pooem in my head just now.
But like this poo, it’s gone somehow.
Flushed from the mind in a watery vortex.
Inner workings of the mind and bowel are complex.
Bequeathed is my forgotten pooem.
My mental brown is broken.
Passed down to fuck knows where.
Now I’m filled with fecal despair.
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