Dirt Under My Thumb Nails Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
Dirt Under My Thumb Nails
Dirt under my Thumb Nails
And I've been told
to wash them.
They were green
and I've been told again
and over again
in the good earth
I could stick
a stick
and it'd be growing leaves
with mushrooms sprouting
around its base.
But what I haven't told you
I've been pissing
round that trunk.
That's no miracle.
The mushrooms
I mean.
~~~
Alex Nodopaka June©2012
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