It blasts off like a rocket
Soaring out of your control
You want to get it back
But it's too late
It is already on course
Already pursuing purpose
Already in the atmosphere.
It sneaks up on you quietly
Unexpectedly
While you're busy
Doing 100 other things.
Unaware, it announces itself
And takes your breath away
You want to silence it
Ask it to wait
To come back, when you're ready.
There is no 'ready.'
It is here, whether you want it to be
Or not.
It is louder than you ever imagined,
Especially in company.
Eventually you'll acknowledge it.
Maybe not now, but eventually,
And you'll say to yourself -
Well done.
Alt title: farts.
Author’s Note: Originally published on Instagram by Steph Van Rossen, 2023 (Instagram: @lettersxlattes).
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