by tom miller

there was a man who had to fart

 

 

not an ordinary fart

not a bean fart

not a beer fart

not an egg fart

nor an asparagus fart

 

but a fart of

such magnitude

 

a blend of the

worst

 

best

 

a biblical fart

a fart for the

history books!

 

A better fart

than ginsberg

 

a better fart

than plath or carver

 

a better fart

than poe or tennyson

 

a better fart

than even bukowski

 

a fart to shame

kerouac and blake

 

a fart to outright kill

e. e. cummings

 

a fart to kick

ayn rand in her man cunt

 

a fart to obliterate

gertrude stein

 

a fart to assassinate

langston hughes

 

a fart to implode

any and every great writer

there ever was

 

is

 

or will be.

 

stand back

you bastards

 

because when the stink

is gone

 

there will be nothing left

but clean fresh

air.

 

Here’s my ass.

Here’s my butthole.

 

Here comes jesus to

send you all to burning

white hell.

 

I feel it.

 

this is real.

 

this is poetry.

 

This is your stinking

motherfucking cocksucking god

almighty poetry sucks my cum spurting

ball licking SATAN FUCKS

ALL THE HORSES IN THE BARN

 

JESUS!!

 

JESUS!!!

 

GOD!!!

 

JESUS!!!

 

 

URGH…

 

 

UMPH…

 

 

 

 

"poot."