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Monday 13 February 2017

Chips and soda (186 of 365)

Day 186 of the 365 day poem challenge.

Word of the day zephyr meaning "a slight wind."

Chips and soda

Something soft and yellow and brown and pink bursts in my teeth
The fatty loaf and its sugar sag down into my gums and stomach
There's a sugar burst and then a craving for more
The fizzy fixer follows lighting up my throat which aches for more popping carbon dioxide 
The ozone bubble erupts and splits
Amongst the gelatinous white, yellow and pink gunk that washes together and congeals and finally
Rips right out the urethra
First a whining zephyr is expelled and then the groaning starts 
As the colon yodels and undulates
Finally the gunk explosion of methane and violent smells like a volcano.

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