A crinkled mind, grand canyon deep.

A crinkled mind, grand canyon deep.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

A crease develops
deep in thought 
 travelling the outer mind
over a plain
called the forehead.

If creases do persist,
stop thinking,
and see your plastic surgeon
Botox will fix it.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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oh my, thinking is the best way to travel, as the Moody Blues sang...but too much travelling wears out the road we call a forehead.

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

Indeed thanks for my smile Jacob lol Like your comments.:)

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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