There's no credit with death.

There's no credit with death.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

As the sands of time
lay on the beach
awashed,
there was no severance pay
that came in waves
in death owing.





© 2017 andrew mitchell


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perhaps the same sands will be used to create the mirror glass to which we will hold up to ourselves for reflection.

Posted 6 Years Ago


yes, death has no insurance policy to pay after it does its hit and run.

Posted 6 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

6 Years Ago

indeed it is so j, thank you for your words my friend.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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