shush, sugar, hush
this heartthrash, this harsh
sharp emotion
shall pass
o shyness, the blush
at shit and wanting to wash it,
at shit and needing to share it,
of wishing
our piss flushed
and shame quashed,
the rush of passions assuredness
brushes off and brashness
shuns, the gush
of shit through the fiction mesh
between he and she?—
let me cushion it,
