#boogers - Hello Poetry

Fingertips ****** Dig, impose, Pick at a crusty ****** nose. O.O

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Oct 25, 2015

Oct 25, 2015 at 2:16 PM UTC

sam-hain

Fingertips ******

Fingertips ****** Dig, impose, Pick at a crusty ****** nose. O.O

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I wish you could see what I see here. Smell the beautiful stench of sewage and un-showered people. Feel the African wind fly through your hair, bringing with it a mouthful of dirt. Pick dry black boogers from your nose, and bits of dirt and grime from your eyelashes. Clean your teeth of the ram you watched them **** last night, just before you ate it. I wish you could feel the Ethiopian sun on your bare arms, licking dry lips because you ran out of clean water to drink. See millions of curious brown eyes as you fly down dirt roads in a squeaky dust-covered van. Watch the African sun rise upon a city of stories, stories which walk the streets every day without fail. I wish you could be here and experience this. I wish I could bring you here. One day.

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Oct 2, 2014

Oct 2, 2014 at 8:33 AM UTC

katherine-mason-wadley

ethiopia

I wish you could see what I see here. Smell the beautiful stench of sewage and un-showered people. Feel the African wind fly through your hair, bringing with it a mouthful of dirt. Pick dry black boogers from your nose, and bits of dirt and grime from your eyelashes. Clean your teeth of the ram you watched them **** last night, just before you ate it. I wish you could feel the Ethiopian sun on your bare arms, licking dry lips because you ran out of clean water to drink. See millions of curious brown eyes as you fly down dirt roads in a squeaky dust-covered van. Watch the African sun rise upon a city of stories, stories which walk the streets every day without fail. I wish you could be here and experience this. I wish I could bring you here. One day.

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2 a.m. I dig through my nose find boogers stare out the window blankly hear birds or maybe the dude downstairs eyes are out of focus bed feels too far away

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Sep 29, 2014

Sep 29, 2014 at 10:58 AM UTC

jelly

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2 a.m. I dig through my nose find boogers stare out the window blankly hear birds or maybe the dude downstairs eyes are out of focus bed feels too far away

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