PLUMBING THE SOUL

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 Plumbing the Soul
 
Makeup, hair, lipstick
cannot hide
a linebacker body punctuation here?
clear thinkers
understood
long ago
and cared not –

if-if   don't understand this split
joined
by such
in a public toilet
as it is called
in civilized places.
 
But let it be
a Men’s, Women’s,
Ladies, Gent’s,
Powder or
Rest Room
and
all changes.
 
The inescapable
shame
that keeps humans
from being
kings of all
is that they
and beasts both
produce waste.  Just because I disagree doesn't mean it's wrong.  You could be working with Disney.
 
That shame
unites
men and women
in public toilets,
where they are
close in kinship as
animals.
Higher,
though still animals. Relevant in today's gender issues, but this last sentence seems redundant and too short at the same time.
 
 Cloistered apart
in Ladies, Gents,
Men’s, Women’s,
Powder,
Rest
Rooms nice repetition
to commit their
humiliating deeds,
humanity’s
natural duets
are divided
into
We and
They.  We the people? They something else?
 
But where are
remade folk,
not born
We or They how about quotations around the we and they to help with sentence flow, 
to go?  To go poop?
 
Easy for those
living among
clear thinkers:
public toilets
where each stall
conceals all. Reminds me of military where you're outside on a bucket looking at each other 
 
No need to
create a
support community
because it takes only
one to poop,
shake or wipe
a pee
in privacy. Considering age and handicap
 
What matters is
soul,
not
personal plumbing’s
use or change
or whether it
and owner
agree
on who to be. You are what you eat, therefore what you poop.
 
Once that’s
understood,
live your life,
let others
live theirs.  Right? We don't  criticize each other's poop methods, we shouldn't criticize anything


All the line breaks make me think you want each or every other word considered in an overall analysis (analyzing because that's what readers do, not to Crack your pot) which is excruciating, like a slow poop you've been working on for twenty minutes or so.  I think if you wrote it out line for line, sentence for sentence, you'd be able to make each sentence that more effective in its own right, then split it up like rabbit pellets cause you didn't eat a whOle lot that day, but still enough to feel relieved.  I always have someone look at my poop for abnormalities, or sheer size, or the paint job...