URINAL CRAP VIBRATION

A Poem by Mario Vitale

A REAL VIEW OF AMERICAN SIZED LIFE.

A fade to breeze fell out of the sky like a mop that sucked straw through a broom door we are all closets of some thing if only some one saw is for our individual talents and what we have gone up against and not what we had to do to survive.

a fade to breeze an uncommon breeze left through the trees
sudden breeze
common sleaze,
shot to the heart going to make a brand new start
the parting of the flames let me be the first to explain
a cellars brew nothing new..,

he had to let go
so he crapped in the urinal
blame me to blame the sequence to a change
pardon me to expose the knee

let go of the mystery..,
couldn't make it to the white dazzling throne
the change of your own
toilet paper sought to cold

vibration