Sometimes our body lives Apart from our consciousness Faces can be the cause of the rebellion The strange movements of the bowels Announce a visceral revolt A slight tear and a hidden throb The putrefaction yeasts ceaselessly Sickness eats everything away Like a huge, monstrous worm stench invades The land of the deadly burst riddles The overflows a flood of bowels The colon spreaces out, The bones of the anus crack terribly The creature drown in an ocean of excreta
bowel, spreaces, excreta, yeast, ceaselessly