Quiet Shame

Unbeknownst

He sits to my left

A great firing off blast trumpets his poo!

I feel shame

At my almost soundless retort.

Like an elephant announcing his greatness!

And before I know it, the jingle of his belt signals his finish.

And I am left

Alone

And unfinished…

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