Long Excreta Poems

Fraught With IBS Irritable Bowel Syndrome...

today – late morning of November 4th 2022
sudden onset experienced whereby
whooshing waste naturally flushed out
ala mine body electric performed colonoscopy
diarrheal gangbuster instigated
maybe Machiavellian microbe
with powerful rectal surge
analogous to invisible plunger
forcing...

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"Will there be a need for a throne;
To sit on
In heaven
Fecal matter will it matter
Will we eat and consume manna foods
And do angels discharge sweat and waste
Oh! Are there need for thrones in heaven?
lavatory
bathroom
facilities
urinal
privy
latrine
outhouse
WC
water closet
public...

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Further qualities of the King* the THIRUK-KURAL lauds: IRAMAADTCHI - Canto 39, K381 and K382

[*modern-day "kings": presidents, prime and chief ministers, governors, dictators and the like; K381 & K382 have already been posted.]

K383: thuungkaamai kalvi...

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I was in the coffee house, sipping from that old cup.
I was in New York; winter had never felt so cold,
Yet fitting for such a cold hearted city as this
It was at mid-night, just me...

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Futile effort to plunger the clogged kitchen sink...
courtesy malfunctioning garbage disposal

which won't be removed
by onsite maintenance man
UNTIL/UNLESS 
fruit fly excreta wiped off
(impossible to access)
areas along bathroom and kitchen walls
so communicated "the warden."

Thus we (yours truly...

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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 discharged alimentary canal
Protective covering

~

Excrement, especially that of common domestic...

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armed with a plunger
he stares down into the
toilet bowl, as the waste
he’s just expelled
captivates him &
a whole swirl of
ideas comes flooding
like a parade of pummeling
tropical storms tearing at
the shore---
that all this was inside him &
now...

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			The Test by Nicanor Parra, Translated by T. Wignesan

	What’s an antipoet:
a trader in urns and coffins?
a priest who does not believe in anything?
a general who entertains doubts about himself?
a vagabond who laughs at every thing
...

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It’s you I see from the fluttering wings of the butterfly,
How your colours in it’s tireless flitting,
Could not steady itself,

It’s you I see, from the rapid wings of a dragonfly,
Transparency lost in a blur of...

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Thoughts of Infinite Light


Thru no beginning and everlasting end, the loving light shall transcend
The Angels of illumination shall defend its passionate passage to extend
From within infinitesimal space, the internal light will forgive and reface
Like a...

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Donations
  
  Every week I`m asked for donations
  for worthy causes although my sympathy
  is for the reasons such as the plasticization
 of the oceans, the vanishing bees and etc.
 I...

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