Excuse Me- No Inhaling

Whew! Here Goes One, Parked At My Rectum, Its Warm, Its Deadly, I Can Feel My Face Sweat- Silently, Oh What A Task, No Excuses, As I Must- Sensitively Reckoning The Force It Amass With This Feeling Of Crystal Glass, ‘Its A Shame Having No Younger Soul To Blame, Oh Self Negligence, Such Is A Public Offense, I Wish Nostrils Had Alarm Drills, To Warn Them Of This Air Borne Thrills, Defenseless As I Sit Here Transparent, I Wonder, Why Am I So Apparent? Though, They Heard The Wind Whistle, Twas Ominous, Sounds Of My Concealed Pestle, Beating Polluted Air In My Pants, Echoes And Bubbly Chants, There Goes One Invisible, Should I Go, Or Should I Try The Impossible, Deny My Crime Inevitably, Maybe, No One Knows- So Why Speak Unnecessarily?