SOILED PONDS.

1.


we went to the river,
to piss in the stream,
to swim with the ducks,
and live the wet dream.
we shat in the marshes,
and bathed in our filth.
we followed the fish trail,
upstream in a herd.
to fuck like the salmon,
O nature! O rebirth!

2.

in decades of defication,
we shat ourselves into the river.
and now we float upon the water
like glistening turd diamonds of the sea,
and nothing will ever smell this sweet again.