She turned her tap...A Poem by andrew mitchell
She turned her tap....
Her, turning the tap, love on full, the pressure pulled me under drowning. Disturbed by the onslaught, heavy the weight, clinging, strangling holding me down. I pulled the plug. I even came out clean and her obsession washed away.
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Added on February 5, 2016 Last Updated on February 5, 2016 Author
andrew 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.. |
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