Wearing the coat of uncertainty.A Poem by andrew mitchell
While the magician pulls insanity
out from within his hat, the love rustler frisks the golds of autumn falling, the desperado quenches his thirst sucking on spinifex dried while the bastardry of royalty rules on jewels displayed lecturing on poverty. Anarchy rules on the glass as chaos is drunk on copious amounts of guilt, rainbows fading, trees falling, the giants are no more in the rise of black over white. In a deck of cards the king of spades digs for gold while the queen of hearts is broken. The joker shares another reality wanting to disappear as everyone stares at the joke of illusion blanketing their disillusionment. Where the cruel sea spews drowning all beliefs, in the fire's den the black ash smothers all historical thoughts that linger no longer warm. Feeling cold, the rabbit is placed back into the hat, the tricks of the trade lie dead, the repetitive drums fade to bass disappearing over the horizon, the show is finally over.
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Added on September 29, 2018 Last Updated on September 29, 2018 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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