The taste of mud
the smell of dirt
the soil caked
inside my shirt
led me to think
I might be dead
but here I lay
thoughts in my head
So live I will
with all I’ve got
just please ignore
that dirty spot!
©2023 CBialczak
Dirt: a poem – Twiglet #328
The taste of mud
the smell of dirt
the soil caked
inside my shirt
led me to think
I might be dead
but here I lay
thoughts in my head
So live I will
with all I’ve got
just please ignore
that dirty spot!
©2023 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
Ahaha! Great one! ❤
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I like where this one took you, and the ending made me smile.
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Thanks Misky!
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