It’s the Pits

pit toilet

You open the door
and again, once more
You smell that smell
that comes from hell

Though you pay the price
beneath the stars and sky
So you do your thing
and you feel like a king

Then you open the door
and again, once more
You breathe in the pines
and everything is fine

(Let’s just say, inspiration¬†
comes from many places.)
ūüôā

Lauren Scott 2017
Photo: Google