At the top.

At the top.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

At head office.
Come in transcendental thought.
How can I help you.
Well I’m sort of lost.
I was in mind’s grasp
when all of a sudden
a distraction caused
the mind to let me go.
I see.
Have you been to information?
Yes! They have no record.
I see.
It was of a private and confidential nature.
I see.
No ctv footage?
No. We’re not that advanced.
Well I’m sure the mind
will backtrack and
you’ll be reunited.
Otherwise it’s the forget bin for you.
Oh dear! Didn’t you know.
Didn’t they tell you? Don’t cry.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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lol. if that's the top, i'd hate to have to deal with the bottom. as my muse thoreau wrote, “When you knock, ask to see God – none of the servants.” i am in awe of how your mind works and comes at things with such unique twists andrew. you're one of a kind ... :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

Thank you Pete for your kind words. I just try to do something different and I have been influenced .. read more
Pete

4 Years Ago

i like them too. i also liked benny hill and larry david (seinfeld and curb your enthusiasm) ... :)
andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

I like Salvador Dali’s works too which would have been frowned upon by the purists of art back the.. read more
ahahahaha i think i love this one best so far sir ..oh the elusive transcendental thought .. grasping memories of mist it is .. we are just left with that vague imprint that the thought was somehow important ... yes .. big boys don't cry ;))))))))))))))))))))))))))
E.

Posted 4 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

4 Years Ago

Thank you Gene, just some mad comical fun.

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Added on February 18, 2021
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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