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Even a Little Shit Can Make a Big Stink

from Songs for Leaving by A.S. Coomer

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Speak straight, walk crooked,
lie if you have to
but make sure it’s the whole truth
& nothing but the truth
so help you god,
or whatever doesn’t offend you
but still holds you accountable
for the selfish, shameless acts
of isolation, desperation and art
you conjure up and carry out
after a six-pack and a few hits
(or worse, teetotal).

Carry yourself erect
despite your doggedness,
it’s the most fluent, constant middle finger
you can raise to gravity and its minions.
I know you’re tired, I am too.
Shit, even existence burns calories
and energy doesn’t just grow, blossom and fall
like golden and auburn leaves off burdened
existential or cosmological trees.

So make something, any-damn-thing.
Take it from here, there and everywhere in between.
Steal indiscriminately and make it yours.
Slap it together as best you can.
Don’t worry about where it came from
or where you think it’s going.

If you must, think of it
as the maggots in their wounds.
Them. Yes, them. The others,
the can’t-make-can’t-do-can-only-shit-on-you’s.
The ones not capable of turning on their own lights
so they scrape up the backs of gentle giants,
passive savants and you.

The backbiters and bottom feeders,
carrion scavenging on what they could never do,
sure do love to talk and complicate
what’s already laid plain,
easy as you go; I’m simple simonizing
the creative sermon, the battle hymn
of the ever-creating republic
and they still can’t get it.

So, be the bonfire. Be the flat tire.
Be the cat howling in the night,
the creaking screen door that never would shut right.
Be the infuriating squeak in just their left shoe.

Be the damn after every god,
the crack of the whip,
the rainless clouds covering up the midday sun;
Christ, be the laughing cardboard cylinder
after the last of the toilet paper’s gone
because even a little shit
can make a big stink.

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from Songs for Leaving, released November 25, 2022
This poem was published in the Rye Whiskey Review in October of 2020.

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A.S. Coomer Elizabethtown, Kentucky

Folk. Americana. Narratives. Ambient Instrumentals. Aubades. Nocturnes. Poetry. Rock & roll. Psychedelia. Alt- Country.

Five of my tunes were published by The Museum of Americana.

Rural Eminence Volumes One, Two, & Three are instrumental reflections of the rural life.

Songs for Leaving is a poetry/music fusion.

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