What thoughts lie in the spiritual skull of the crow’s nest?A Poem by andrew mitchell
I was to be
succeeded by death entering the world called sleepy hollows. When the curse of mortality lied within the crypts of nevermore I lie in decay waiting for .... the pass of approval. In my transfer I will become the pirate of the unknown taking a journey beyond the land of not knowing becoming - a mind without a thought carried in a haunted vessel. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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Added on July 27, 2019 Last Updated on July 27, 2019 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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