The eclipse of a heart riding on the echo of a goodbye.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The echo from hello
could be heard echoing on the goodbye the repetitive bass sounds of a tear falling to the chorus of a heart playing its final strings could be heard on the ear drums pounding beat of the temporal lobes splitting in the anti climax of once was is now never more where the pulse skids to a stop. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on March 14, 2019 Last Updated on March 14, 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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