Sunday, November 6, 2016

Timothy Edmond #6

I’m not allowed to
feel anything.

I can feel it
in my nose.

At the top of the stairs
I fall

I pronounce
at the top of the stairs
as I fall.

As I have said
it is best to
remain silent
especially in a
loud house.

When the door is
opened I can see
people looking in.

With all this time wastage
there must be something
better to do.

Sometimes it’s best
to defecate in public.

To stand up in a public place
in one’s Sunday best
and shit
 is quite liberating.

The ramifications
of such an act
is part of the
labor of freedom.

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