Sunrise: Meditation on Shit.

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I like the word shit.

It says what I want it to say. Shit. Like, getting it all out.

Like, this is what’s gotten out.

Like, this is what’s being gone through.

People think it’s a swear word. Or, uncultured. Or, whatever.

They rise above this word like somehow they’re better than this word.

Everybody poops. Everybody shits. Everybody goes through shit. Everybody can look at their shit. Everybody creates their own shit. Their shit belongs to them but it also belongs to all of us, because it doesn’t just disappear. It breaks down. It’s everywhere.