Desert Dweller

This witty little ditty emerged
while moaning and groaning,
birthing a steamy brown log.

While seated on the Open-Faced Throne,
my mind wandered
to this strange concoction of words—
this amalgamation.

This abomination was starting
while farting fragrant fecal vapors,
then an inkling while tinkling
amber droplets
falling like crystals
into foul water.

So now I apologize while burping,
for rudely usurping
your valuable time
with this shitty little ditty.

© 2026 Bruno Talerico
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My potty-mouth teenager sometimes invades my otherwise pristine mind.