I frequently download on toilet
Words just seem to stream through my fingertips
I try to hold back but I just can’t stop it
My thoughts quickly defecate through my mind
I can’t control the regularity of my sessions
I frequently download on the toilet
The words drain out of my head in a light blue swirl
As my mind flushes out thoughts as fast as I type
I try to hold back but I just can’t stop it
My diarrhea and logorrhea
Spurt forth in harmony as I linger
I frequently download on the toilet
The fiber of my being swells with need
Of physical and mental output forth
I try to hold back but I just can’t stop it
As I give into the need to let go
I find relief and feel empty and drained
I frequently download on the toilet
I try to hold back but I just can’t stop it
(Poetry form: Villanelle)
4 comments:
you are so full of it! the stuff just oozes out of you!
bad potty puns, nooooooooooo!
Un Triolet:
"A little privacy, please" is my only request.
Some methods are best left concealed.
I'm busy these days and I need some rest;
"A little privacy, please" is my echoed request.
It's not as compulsive as your poem may suggest,
but now with my habit reavealed...
"A little privacy, please" is my final request.
Some methods are best left concealed.
Hahahahahahahaha!!! I love it!
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