Tummy Fiber

light at the end of the tunnel

bolting for an exit into the funnel

coast is all clear

porcelain hovering quite near

glistening

running

sliding

out of body out of night

pour forth into sight

wrenching

knuckling

relieving

malodorous distinction in the air

pulled up nostrils with care

o relief slipping fingers through hair

perhaps it's best not to share