Too Full Of It To Know

Why am I writing this? I concluded
an hour ago we lived in sh*t, weren’t
aware of it but didn’t give a sh*t per
se – and thus the status quo are made.

I refer to the sh*t we listen to, the sh*t
we watch on TV, the advertising sh*t
selling dreams full of sh*t – and so much
so it’s bursting our seams.

I look up a Thesaurus full of sh*t and
learn the term ‘taboo’ attaches to it,
a weak euphemism for ‘bad’ sh*t, cited
in a laconic and sit-comic way.

Like, it’s bad sh*t and we live in it, eat it,
listen to it, smell, see & feel it day after day.
And nobody gives a sh*t, while mostly we’re
too full of it to know that anyway.
© 15 March 2007, I.D. Carswell