Bowels Of Our Discontent


The things we ingest 
suddenly 
forcefully 
sharp and deep 
down with a point 
a stick 
you didn’t even know was still there 
it burns 
the bile of foolishness 
the burning of fear 
the heavy air of the unknown tomorrow 
slithers hard 
through entrails 
stirred with memories 
and blurry visions 
blocking both 
up and down 
proving the old adage 
idiots and assholes 
control the body 
and rule the world 

April 24, 2020

Day 24 of 30

Day 18 of 100

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