At the bar of shadows

At the bar of shadows

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Far from the maddening crowd
tongues still sliver
across the sounds
that resonate the writhing
against creaking shadows
that reek of alcohol spent.
One more for the road barman!

© 2024 andrew mitchell


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Added on February 18, 2024
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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