Chris Walsh (chris_walsh) wrote,
Chris Walsh

Poetry from the depths of my day planners

And this time it's, um, body-related:

Untitled -- Sept. 6th, 2001

Beguiling bile buoys up through your bod
Burning, bilious belches that ravage your throat
Bubbling inside where bubbling doesn't belong
-- Your body turned against itself.
Stress eats you. Ulcers open new holes
In what should be a perfect design
To ingest and digest and divest from your bum
And get energy by methods benign.

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