The Dirty Little Book of the Toilet compiled by jimmy jazz

July 26, 1992

Two fallen trees in murky pale yellow water. A headless rich brown man running, his feet are big and clumsy, his stomach jolly, fat.

July 27, 1992

One piece like a cut off finger rotted in this water for years. Furry, the skin become fuzz. A lighter brown tadpole floating. It has two bleach white eyes. Another little pinch, wispy to a curling genie shoe point. The rest of the hand just plopped out-- one piling, two floating (one floater with hairy roots like veins red tomato skin, perhaps a bit of red bell pepper. A dead sardine, faceless, drowned. Pile of dead fish and rotting fingers. Rich red brown gasping last two boulders to surface white dots like goose pimples surreal extracted from their proper element. Soft and dirty.

 July 29, 1992

Brown with a sense of orange and the little white potato eyes. Frontal lobe floater has skinny back spinal cord. The shit is piled deep, log cabin, two logs under three. A floating “S” curve fuzzy and cratered with bright orange marrow. A piece four inches long, straight fuzz, floats over the cabin, like a cloud nuzzling the “S” curve. Stray dust bits like fallen leaves break off to rest at the bowl bottom.

July 30, 1992

Five inch spire settling into the cave. Brown and very light brown splotchy. Dark brown storm like Jupiter spot. Fuzzy veins, two gonads pinned under each side.

(later same day)

Totem pole with King Louie orangutan face. Bent pencil cylinder, fuzzy. Five curving flat worms, stacking, two cupped like smiling lips. Dead seal fetus. Little black grains of sand. A cat floating with tail. Red flakes breathing and crashing into a thousand bits. Another planed log bent like coaster track. Bright red snail & antenna emerge as body breaks away.

August 1, 1992

Two identical logs “T” crossed on rubble pile. Light brown with hint of green. CORN! big yellow kernels like pigs teeth in a tree, like gold nuggets in a vein. Dulled spot of red chili-- Mexi-corn.

(later)

Inside out fuzz floating flaky swamp grass. Light tan. Floating yellow cotton. Six inch black snake swimming, feeding. Deep shit. Not much holding together. Flush explosion instant tea.

(later)

Layer brown clouds raining corn and dust. Little heavy drops slow falling. Fuzz corpse clouds. A piece just broke off from a low cloud and fell up-- defying gravity.

August 2, 1992

Dirt in potted plant, rich, smelly soil. Little curly wickets. Gut-punched bugs.

(later)

Blblblthththt>>>>> explosion floating bits of grass roots and corn kernels. Pile of loose dust.

August 3, 1992

Late night. Cool World movie spike of power. A pubic hair curling out of the tip of the spike. There’s a baby spike pricking big daddy in the side. Now big daddy looks more like a penis (from metaphor to simile.) Thick at the base tapering into the head flower. Crisscrossing veins.

August 5, 1992

The pale ale mush. Bed of sleeping sea otters. A tan so light it reminds me of green. Fuzzy happy heads, bellies for cracking shellfish, and curly tails, resting on the piled bones of ancestors.

(later)

Four inch log like Okie earth bullet wound, black pellet imbedded. Taking on water, sinking into shit pit dust crumble.

August 6, 1992

Crescent moon, dark side, more than dark, bitten smoothly away. Man with stony-face-stiff-spaceman-pompadour. He’s a cigar store indian with heap war bonnet. The rest of the load slipped under a toilet paper cloud or lily pad. The moon is now a loaded crossbow. The cloud an animal mother nursing a litter of.....six. She only has five nipples. The mother is gone under a pile of squirming life: her children.

August 8, 1992

I felt like O.J. Simpson at the airport, then I gave birth.

August 9, 1992

Real ugly syphilitic serpent with crooked head pinned under fallen timber. Mud crusted floating finger. Haze emitting flake rain stump.

August 10, 1992

I pooped a brown banana. And a legless armless newborn kangaroo, dead drowned and 5” asp coiling over itself. Two floating fingers (the nails peeled off.)

August 11, 1992

This is brown bear shit more like stone than rock. It looks either like a hibernating bear, or like a piece of shit.

August 12, 1992

Shitting in a port-a-pot near Banning, California. Vanished into a black well, like long fall splashing stone.

August 13, 1992

Forgot to look before flushing.

August 17, 1992

Holy great steeple! Seven inches long, two inches round at the base. Pencil sharp at the tip. The smelly tip pokes out of the water like sunken ruin risen.

August 18, 1992

18 pellets in an 18 pellet pile.

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