Patrick Bateman

Rectal Extrication - Poem by Patrick Bateman

Coursing through 32 feet of enigmatic anatomy,
Slithering rapidly with prickled extensions,
Impaling pelvic surroundings…
Lacerations of tubular miracle,
Resonate cripplingly throughout.

Expedient stroll
To the porcelain bowl
Begets rejoice
And rectum’s voice!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, October 15, 2010

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