The pyramid of love lost in civilisation.

The pyramid of love lost in civilisation.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Under whom will I lie
in the quest to succeed
as Cleopatra contemplates
her next lover’s move.

Buried are the gems
that walk on two legs
on which the sun shines
on worship.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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