today i brought something into this world
which was not here before
i birthed the non-existant into the air
giving it oxygen to taint
tomorrow i’ll set me sights higher
i promise to bring for you
something more than poo
today i brought something into this world
which was not here before
i birthed the non-existant into the air
giving it oxygen to taint
tomorrow i’ll set me sights higher
i promise to bring for you
something more than poo
you said “taint.”
2nd best word ever.
I think I have to tell you that I think that you’re addicted to the WORD “poop,” ( the focus here is on the word, anything else would be too tragically gross) . I think you delight in it, and you can’t help but let it pop out in/of/? your poems.
Disclaimer: this is not meant as a heinous comment or even a bourgeois criticism, but a friendly observation on the matter of the poop word and mr Mugs’ s attachment, mwahaha… Basically, I tease … perhaps heinously but as the urban lingo goes that’s how I roll or I keep it real whatever that means 🙂
i love me some poo poems.