Body Functions

It's tough to paint with word and letter
It's much different than visual art
I try and try to write better
Sometimes so hard, it makes me fart

The muse grabs me with some insight
Words are chosen to set it free
I struggle hard to shed some light
Laugh at my faults until I pee

I don't know why I'm on this path
Writing my mind is like a trap
When I get stuck, I vent my wrath
Muscles tighten until I crap

Passing the day with such effort
If done too much, my wife will vex
I'm still human and need comfort
"You're right honey, Let's have some sex"