A wallpapered mind.

A wallpapered mind.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Lost in a world
of surrealism
in an avalanche of thoughts
walking through the doors
of your imagination
I found the eye in the pyramid
looking down your periscope
where thoughts go forth
with pick and shovel
to unearth memories buried.
All the while
a wallpapered mind
strips back the colours
of a rainbow to find
nothing.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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well at least we can get some good exercise with that pick and shovel, even if we DON'T find anything.
j.

Posted 5 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

5 Years Ago

haha thank you J, a hint of sarcasm lol

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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