Excretion Poems - Poems about Excretion

...Defecation accidentally clogged... for the umpteenth time during spate to sit scrawny buttucks on porcelain throne id est videre licet toilet bowl... with toxic water brew threatening to o......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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... 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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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...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......

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