the tilesmackdab in the corner of the bathroom had a roundbald alien head peering at him through its right blackblown iris its left eye a stitchedslit a queershaped O snaggletooth mouth frozen in utterance or exclamation

on the tile beneath it was an enormous compared to cueballs dogs head he didnt know what breedwasnt fond of them  at its chin like patientapathetic chewtoy was a comic holloweyed duck skull its bill tip upturned wickedly

and on the tile beneath it was an outline similar to one runround a murder victim providing their attitude at death of a huge turd where someone shat on the floor rather than squat on the pot where he sat noticing the tiles

                                                                                                               sometimes

a bowel movement is unlike clockwork it comes in the time it wishes rather than we want

                                                                                          Mother said Go with it, don’t push, let it happen, you don’t want hemorrhoids.JESUS that didnt sound good HEMORRHOIDS could almost fashion horror from its letters since he was content to wait out a turd it knew better

                                                                 besides  he didnt go in without reading material  would have been right at home in an outdoor privy perhaps where privacy was begat

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