Got a match? No I’m single!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Got a light?
Were I not your match head you struck? My light I offered shined through your cracks until all became dark immersed in your shadows there was a whiff of my presence then I was gone. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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Added on January 28, 2019 Last Updated on January 28, 2019 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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