@CranialOrigami 9 September 2025 more from that month

Poem: The Shit **The Shit** **This here is shit.** **It’s every kind of shit that it can be.** **Now I know you think you know your shit.** **But this—this is a whole new world of shit.** **Everywhere you go, there’s shit.** **You ask yourself, what’s this shit?** **Open it up—full of shit.** **You walk down the street & people give you shit all day.** **You tell them, I got plenty of shit. I don’t need any more shit. Keep your shit.** **You can do anything you want with your shit.** **Show your shit off.** **Strut your shit.** **Put your shit on & wear it out.** **You tell everyone how you got your shit together & they’ll tell you, you’re the shit.** **I seen people drive around with their shit & wreck it.** **I seen people who thought they were the shit get their shit wrecked.** **People say, come take a look at this shit.** **They tell you it’s Sierra Mountains, rainbow unicorns, sprinkling magic & shit.** **But to you—it ain’t shit.** **Don’t mean shit to us.** **Since you’re not impressed by their shit, they want to see your shit.** **You tell them you don’t got shit for them. That you could give two shits. They don’t believe you.** **Because everybody knows that shit don’t fly. That shit don’t ever happen like that.** **Nobody ever gives two shits.** **So you say if they insist you’ll show them some shit & you show them.** **That pisses people’s shit off.** **So what happens?** **They lose their shit.** **Throw their shit around.** **Let fly with their shit all over the place.** **They can’t believe you don’t care about their shit.** **So they pick your shit up & put you in it.** **You try to tell them, that shit don’t matter.** **You knew that shit was coming, and you were ready.** **That shit goes down all the time & none of the shit sticks to you.** **Because you’re a shit coat.** **You show them you know your shit.** **You can hold your shit together.** **It’s fine—you work with this kind of shit all the damn time.** **And lucky for them, you’re the one who’s an expert in every kind of shit, in any way it comes or goes.** **You’ve seen people spend their whole lives trying to get rid of their shit—dumping it on unsuspecting people.** **Everybody flinging shit on everything, everywhere they can.** **They get their shit, box it, pack it, ship it.** **There’s always somebody buying it.** **Now there’s people invested in that shit.** **They put that shit there and say don’t touch that shit.** **But someone always sticks their fingers in that shit & fucks it.** **That gets motherfuckers moving.** **Out in the streets, yelling at the top of their lungs:** **“Someone’s out here finger-fucking the shit I left! Something has to be done about this shit!”** **That shit needs investigating.** **Because they spent years making mountains & trees with their shit & specifically told everyone not to touch that shit.** **But somebody gone off & done did that shit anyway.** **Now their shit’s got someone else’s finger in it.** **They don’t want it anymore.** **That’s when the nosy turd burglars pop out of the woodwork.** **Sniffing around, trying to get to the bottom of this shit.** **They write that shit down.** **Build a case file.** **Pretty soon that shit piles up. Turns out damn near everything anyone ever made, cared about, or left behind—someone stuck a finger in it.** **Shit hits the news.** **Celebrities making new lines of shit they selling.** **Influencers all talking shit no one cares about.** **#shit starts trending.** **That shit becomes a day time drama reality we all left to deal with.** **Before, nobody gave a second thought to that shit.** **Now? That shit’s a problem.** **Old timers talk about how shit use to not be this way but now the shit done changed.** **So people start locking their shit up.** **They look at your shit like it’s suspicious.** **They think you’re supposed to flop your shit out at any time so they can check for clues.** **They start picking through your shit & all you got is a pile of finger-fucked shit you don’t even want.** **That shit pisses you off.** **So you start your shit up.** **That’s how this shit goes.** **That’s how that shit happened.** **That’s why this shit’s like it is.** **Now you know how that went.** **You just gotta watch your shit.** **Keep people off it.** **Spend all day with your shit.** **Keep you a shit coat & let that shit slide.** **You watch shit happen—because you’re good & ready.** **They can come get this shit anytime they want.** **You’ll give it to them. You got plenty.** **You tell them: You don’t want this shit.** **Because you finger-fucked your shit every kind of way before you give it away.** **They won’t like it.** **If they give you a heads up, you’ll even make them a special kind of shit.** **With a thank you note.** **Explaining what it is, what you can do with it, & how to fuck off with that shit when they’re done.** **So, if you know someone who just has to know about shit—** **tell them you know exactly where to go.** **Send them this.** **I’m sure there’s some shit I ain’t never seen.** **But this shit here—** **this shit covers it.** **You’re welcome to sniff around like a turd burglar,** **stick your fingers in,** **do whatever you like with your shit.** **If you got yourself a good one—** **you might want to hang on to that shit.** **Don’t let nobody see it, keep that shit to yourself.** **Because this here—** **this here ain’t just some shit.** **This here is the shit.**