Smelly Stuff Absorbed
Smelly Stuff Absorbed
There are many words for those excrements that appear on the fabric in
incremental solid and deliquescent motions because ingestion fulfils that
autonomous need to shed ablutions but here I declare ‘Waste not Want not’
Whatever notion ‘**** happens’ frivolously or weighing heavy on one’s caked in
mind or in the tender fabric of diaper or nappy unless we just shed in some field
Soaking up explosive constipation and overflow diarrhoea or just keeping that
urinal incontinence at malodorous bay is rather absorbent and can be disposed of
What about that mental ‘end product of digestion’ thought rubbish or calculous colic of once frolicking reason that may reside in the lavatory pit of the mind
How does one change a mental loin cloth purloining sanity if not maintained
or replaced how can we drain or recycle the at times absurd theatre in our brains
Not many of us wind linen around their bottom ourselves and neurotransmitters
happen to be so minutely small there are so many outlets and inlets and way ward connections of perplex chemistry to be rewired re-plumbed and re-nerved
Do not ask the neuro-surgeon as even their laser and blade are not fine enough
and brain transplants are a thing for the future which I do not wish for as I am I
Pharmacological agents may help but for fine tuning they seem blunt and brusque and while the psycho brigade can be helpful as talking assists and to
listen and be heard is like discovering the **** dribble into consciousness
only I the diaper bearer holds the regenerative important tools of remodelling
To be faecal and honest the latrine can be a lantern for change when the
spent penny drops into long johns or not which need to be soiled and one only
needs to sit with the problems long enough for a smelly serene and useful repose
What is the neuronal dirt telling me is there a signposted message of what
it means when is the best time to purge and how often must I clean up
my act my natural impulse to hold my nose timidly tidy away and ignore
I advise to make **** your good friend as the old doctor physicians looked at their warden’s matter in a bowl on the ward and gained plenty of insight for treatment
Look at that diaper do not change it too often hear its composure watch
touch feel smell and I admit not taste all that content but employ all your wit
and multifold senses when comprehension confronts previously trapped stasis
It takes a mind to change a mind but a diaper cannot change that nappy
flow and when erosions and those painful wounds not to be licked at serve a
purpose then nappy rash is a symptom which requires a bit more than
emollient or self-soothing application but beware there is hard work to be done
**** and mental retention are tantamount to gastro and neurological
problems '**** happens' and only you can do it properly and while psychological
hygiene and reflection may be able to wash away that stuff you need to be aware
until that day when a nappy is required no longer and continence reconvenes
06th April 2018 and counting. PS: I just changed that thing...
Written for the contest 'Changing The Mind's Diaper'
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2018
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