it’s honestly really nice like a spa. Im stinky so it feels nice to be ”clean”, tho tbh that’s just a social construct like im literally a piece of shit how am I supposed to be clean. i’m made of garbage.but whatever.
i ran into a friend today and she told me about having to find new roommates on short notice. she asked me if i liked living alone and i told her “yeah it’s nice to shit with the door open and stuff” i’m doing it right now. idk why but it just kind of rules
"I pee everywhere. Mama, the world is my toilet".
Reframes your brain from feeling humiliated in a dirty public toilet to believing you are a powerful entity in control.
let me be still
on a monday morning
you
try to push me out
but
i’m not ready yet
I like this canal
or, cavity it’s warm and not as wet
as where you want me to be
i’m a part of you
why do you wish to expel me?
to send me down
like Flushed Away
but i’m no Shane Ritchie no,
i’m your garbage
from somewhere else in your body
with someone else in your body i’m just a waste (of time)
give me a place (no grime)
of permanence - poop, forever in motion
