In The Pit Of The Stomach Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka

At waking time there's this gnawing feeling
in the gut that makes the man feel let's say
a bit apprehensive if not unhappy.

Something, deep in his gut, is out of whack.
Things that made him psychologically unsettled.
It feels, he thinks, that things are our of place.

The man has been waking with this feeling
for quite some time and was never able to put
his finger on the cause of it.

It simply feels and that's the right word for it
like he is not himself or may I say not his skin.
Of course horrible thoughts cross his mind.

He has what feel something an alien 20 feet
deep in his gut, or worse that malign
terminal thing that starts with a capital C

disturbs his neatly God-misorganized molecules.
But no, after a good dump all falls in the right
place and he feels reborn again thanking

the same God again ready to do it all over again.