The hiring of a corpse bride while in the state of decomposition.

The hiring of a corpse bride while in the state of decomposition.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

How lucky was he,
when the apparition in white
dressed for the night
descended on desires raised.

After all, he was dead,
his corpse decomposing
to the composition dead love
while he waits on discovery;
from the perils of living lonely....
his pet barks.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on August 5, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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