Gas Pain

Gas Pain

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

I am sitting here, cold drink in hand

wondering why I even bothered getting up this morning.

Hell, I didn't even dress myself.

I am websurfing in my panties.

 

It all seems counter-intuitive to

my purpose, when my days are wasted in

bad reality television and

wild daydreams.

All of it

mindless dribble that comes and goes

as quickly as a gas pain.

 

Life is like a gas pain.

One right on the side of the lower

abdomen.

Short, unavoidable, painful, sharp, but

euphorically

pleasant in it's final release

(a fart).

© 2008 Kelly A. Brown


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What a great comparison. XD Life to a fart, never thought I'd see it. Great job making this work without sounding random or ridiculous. Go you!

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Kelly A. Brown
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I am a writer...I try to write from my soul. I am a fan of Charles Bukowski, Jack Kerouac, and the like. I love crazy poetry, but dislike poor spelling. I guess you can tell more about me by rea.. more..

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