We belong within the in-habitation of time.

We belong within the in-habitation of time.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On the precipice of a moment
living on the edge in thought
was the disappearance
residing on the spirit
of time moving
during the eclipse
of its shadow.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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Resonates pretty well with the current scenario. Very well-written:)

Posted 5 Years Ago
We are certainly living close to the edge at the moment Andrew. Keep safe and well.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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