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."