Medusa's touch was cold embracing!

Medusa's touch was cold embracing!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Medusa's touch was cold embracing!
I tried to swim the length,
staring at your love legacy,
but I sank like a stone
entangled by your snakes
in lust's entrapments.
I only wished,
I had some clothes on,
now that I'm labelled
"The Thinker!"
stuck in this museum,
wondering.....
how did I get here.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


Author's Note

andrew mitchell
based around that famous statue" the thinker!"

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Added on January 2, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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