Tuesday, April 25, 2017

wetland park

i'd rather poop outside

as in:
outside

as in:
behind the bushes

as in:
hiding behind a tree, looking for leaves to use
if i have to

as in:
i'm at a wetland park
calmly walking and thinking
but my body is doing
body things
while the ducks are doing duck things
in the pond over there

and the rainclouds above me
are threatening
to pour out their guts on me

and it will take about 45 minutes
to get anywhere man-made
except for that nasty porta-potty
at the entrance

the flies swarming around

the nasty smells of noxious i-don't-want-to-know-what
with toilet paper strewn about

and even a couple of needles in the corner,
with their slight brownish tint
on the inside of the syringes

oh man

i wish i was a duck
right now

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