Aborted
Fecal Forgery
Poetry in motionA quiescent movement in my bowelsAn unrelenting thirst for this fecal forgeryInundated with revolting matterThis succulent banquet of crud and goreThe playful joy of fecal batterAs I am engulfed in excremental charmI did nothing, I smell nothingTerrorised by this fumy hors d'oeuvreThis fecal forgeryBefouling my decencyIn festering excretions I restThis succulent banquet of nectarous chymeI suffocate and gaspThe perfume of the dead, in my ass lies to restOh holy puzzle of manureI piece together with grand rigorAll that rotting fumes begetA colonic arrestPoetry in motionA quiescent in my bowelsAn unrelenting thirst for this fecal forgeryThis fecal forgeryBefouling my decency
From Letras Mania