Fertilizer

Over a cup of coffee

I sip to jump start my morn

A little rush in me not running out the door

To the potty I go back and forth

 

Fluid rush into my mouth

Down the tunnel to the pit

Splashing about in the watering can

 

Out it comes into the mouth of the stool

Inner mixed with water keeping gases locked away

 

Through the serpentine down the dark line

Into another pit mixing with the rest

Making its way out the leach line

Like fertilizer to plants

 

Oh poo

Why don’t I do like the animals do?

Jump starting the plants

 

What makes me so special that I must have indoor plumbing?

Maybe it all started in the garden.

About billiescauldron

I am in transition. I see myself as a Spiritual Writer and as such my blog will slowly change with me still holding tight to being in the garden as a child loving my teacher.
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