Crap

I had nothing to say, in particular
When I tried, my pen died mid-

sentence as if it too refused to
speak and sign
langauge is louder than my muse and
mud is as clear as my thoughts
and all I was experiencing
was crap
because the child had some on her shoe
and in her diaper
and he wore it like unpleasant cologne
sprayed all over his attitude and
I
was worst of all because I
just couldnt stop talking

crap.

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