Excretion Poems - Poems about Excretion

...I am lost in a swamp of adjectives, gooey, sticky, boggy, messcatastric (don't bother looking that one up), longing to rise above the mess, excretion, digest completion, Gobblystinko (don't bothe......Read the rest...

...Defecation clogged toilet bowl... courtesy prescription laxative AMITIZA and found (me) zee papa pooped out, thus embarrassing communiqué I post, a reasonably rhyming poetic shout to air griev......Read the rest...

...Monday comes and my thoughts turn to fleeting things; I wrestle to run from it yet I lean on and on. chasing the wind that brings soul resting was far too gone. I know I needed the things that......Read the rest...

...STOOL MATTERS-- O' crap, whatz wuzz that~!! Oh, I stepped in and animal excrement, specially that of common domestic farm animals left in pasture used as fertilizer Solid matter dis......Read the rest...

...Your breath continuous, ceaseless, endless Happening on its own without any efforts on your part Ever given it a thought? How can anything happen on its own? Not only breathing but all internal a......Read the rest...

... I look at my eyes, eyebrows, eyelashes, the covering So much protection given by lord That's is the love of lord for me I look at all organs of body Crafted same way with so much care M......Read the rest...

...Defecation clogged toilet bowl courtesy metamucil.. and found (me) zee papa pooped out **** eyes zing thee nightly dump for yesterday July 8th, 2020 - whereby plunger helped obstruction give w......Read the rest...

...I know you don’t want to hear it But one day you WILL look up and think, “Dammit Mom” And then notice the rose-gold Of a sunset Just like I’m Always taken by surprise At how your eyes C......Read the rest...

...a walnut waltzing with a willow tree A molecule is neither a destitute mop without a bucket house. Nor is it a seven acre field that is very cold due to having no grass. Even the most prepared of gr......Read the rest...

...You. Yes you. Are hard work. There's nothing more to it. The scarcity of my vocabulary limits me from describing the complexity of the situation buuut yes. You are toilsome. Tedious the......Read the rest...

...Unquotable quotes – XVII The more the spread of the Multi-Verse(s), the less the possibility of purpose in our lives on earth. In a world chock-full of people where almost everybody wants to b......Read the rest...

...passion of the song of love persisting lingering in trans pupil constricted sun sinking in painfully slowly clearing the fog puddles of oil excretion of engine passing steps punishing peace peo......Read the rest...

...The release, our body’s mystical excretion The seat you perch for success or redemption A subconscious practice we fulfill everyday But not a favorable topic to vulgarly say With or without can......Read the rest...

...A flamed anguish gathers in a bleak cellar of gray nights pounding on my veins, steaming through a roughened flesh; that in my days I have lost passion’s luster and solitude is the......Read the rest...

...Sleeping beside me, floating o'er my head Sitting beside me, swirling through my mind Laying beside me, until the end Like a the blood flowing in me, through my veins Leaking out in the excret......Read the rest...