I was dared by within without to write about purging. He probably assumed I won't take it. How could I not?!
**Warning: This might hurt a few sensibilities....
staidly sitting, stance so straight
with a thoughtfully morose façade,
looking ahead at a point in front-
all set to take charge, pondering
he concentrates on the deed to be
done, which is essential although
talking about is deemed uncouth.
sharp shooting pains do not help
the cause. rather hinder, putting
superfluous pressure. he heaves,
huffs and puffs; with a splutter
all gets cleared, respite palpable
on his visage, he gets up gingerly
feeling great deal better. flushing
with much gusto missing hitherto-
purged, he feels relief, unfettered.
emptying his bowels of that clutter!
Check out monday poetry train....