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I am Shit
by James Kelewae
I am shit.
The disembowelment of an inpersonable world,
the excretion of a godless,loveless, directionless life
What I am. What I do.
What it amounts to.
I am the terd of your land floating helpless
along the sewer waters of heartache and excess.
A brown stain on the underwear of Wall Street.
The do do of dada, the poo poo of papa.
I am the browns and greens,
the things you did not need.
Ghaka god of uselessness,
sad boy of flatulation and lonliness,
but am okay with this 'cause I know no
matter what I will always be flushed.
And that seems to be enough not knowing where I'll end up.