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Sitting on the toilet

but not able

to call the poem that

since I used it already;

must have a thing

for taking a dump

and writing poems about it

It’s a shitty redundancy

(pardon the pun

I couldn’t resist)

It’s kind of like

a metaphor

for my entire life

I’m just sitting on the can

as life goes on around me

I have my own stall

to endure the times

like a fallout shelter

it’s my only protection

Must be sanctuary

only thing I got

this pen, this page

and the toilet seat

Now what else could

I ever hope to have?