This feces smells like
Angry baby diapers
Raging mad at the fact
That they will never again
Be clean.

Why does this stench
Pursue my nostrils?
Why does it feel the need
To seep its way into
My unperturbed brain?
Eat away at my serenity;
Suffocate my placid soul.

And to think that
I caused my own distress
Is even more intolerable,
Even more wretched,
Even more loathsome.

Kill me now before it does.