Learning Curve.

poetry

Someone save me
I’ve lost my mind
or that’s the story
anyway.

Mud on my shoes
‘where have you been?’
mud on my shoes
‘Don’t track that shit through
here!’

the stains are grass stains,
the bruises only temporary.
The stains are grass stains
but they may not quite come
out.

But please,
hit me again.

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