Human Gas
A build up bubble,
Created in the lower half,
Began to expand in the stomache,
Stretching out the pants,
When beginning to release,
Squeezing the butt cheeks together,
Sliding out slowly,
Feeling as if it's hot as ever,
Silent but deadly,
They always say,
It happened to slip out,
Now I've ruined someones day,
The smell is as grotesque as could be,
It happens to linger,
Where it is I may be,
The smell hits the nostrils of others,
So I just look around,
Wondering what the smell is,
Just like the patrollers,
Passing out,
Leaving the room,
We need oxygen masks,
Or something strong,
As in a lot of blankets,
But that could do a lot of harm....
Copyright © Tera Brown | Year Posted 2016
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