Poop

My submission for @randy.dog 's tone poem competition
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The beginning starts off awkwardly, but then we get into a moving, clunky, chunky pattern that is reminiscent of pieces of excrement falling. Then we get a sudden burst and flow of movement churning within the body, and then exiting the body. We also experience several timed short bursts of air exiting the rear. And then the real flow begins. Pure liquid withdrawing itself from within. Yet, there is a familiarity about it as we experience the same melody, but the harmonized parts are separated. We then perform a quick flush to be sure not to clog the machine. Then slowly, but surely, we finish out. Piece, by piece. Finally, we then perform the final flush.