Poems of toilet paper used today to be flushed away
Once of use now refuse
Dropped in the pot, soon forgot
Sitting in a sewer out of sight of the viewer
Decomposed rhymes exposed as manure
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: August 20th, 2026 03:00
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There is something strangely beautiful about how everything that serves its purpose eventually becomes something we refuse to look at. Even waste gets its own quiet afterlife. Nicely written
Thank you very much for your most positive view of this piece. It gives it another perspective and I like that very much. Your take is most appreciated my friend.
A manifesto of composted poetry .
Thanks Lorenz I have noticed that the older the poem the less likely it is to be reviewed again. As though it is on the bottom of a large pile and it is too much work to dig down that deep. I appreciate the review my friend
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Thanks for the read Butter I appreciate it
A natural conclusion of all things my friend
Thanks Norman I appreciate the read and words of understanding.
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