I turn the pageA Poem by andrew mitchell
I turn the page
You ask: "A new life?" "To finish the story?" No! I'm just turning the page. Tired of the old A curiosity calling,beckoning. Bored! What's new the other-side? I want my thoughts Excited, intrigued, Exploring! Where is it? My refresh button! From the daily grind Thoughts sinking In routine's quicksand Decaying, old, bog-mire! Suffocating, dying! Thoughts outstretched Reaching out, save me I turn the page.
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5 Reviews Added on June 18, 2015 Last Updated on June 18, 2015 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..Writing
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