If only he paid his power bill, we might still be connected.A Poem by andrew mitchell
If only he paid his power bill, we might still be connected.
He's becoming a memory now, but he was a daydreamer most of his life. He doesn't have a hobby. He's not married, he's interests are varied, but nebulous somewhat, universal one could say. He cannot drive, he has no need for intergalactic vehicular travel, but his phone is dead, there is no signal. Looking through his window from the heavens he peers anxiously at the world, he created. He prefers fiction to the real, now!
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2 Reviews Added on December 30, 2016 Last Updated on December 30, 2016 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.. |

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