When my ink found you wanting.

When my ink found you wanting.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Your raised eyebrow
had me down as
but I knew
I was
under your skin.
How you tried
to sweat me out.
but I wasn’t
going anywhere.

© 2021 andrew mitchell

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Added on December 2, 2021
Last Updated on December 2, 2021


andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

Strindberg 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..


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