Doing the cranial waltz.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Doing the cranial waltz.
Closing eyes,astral planes; a night's garden traveling the decibels, sound. Twas a space oddity climbing the stairway to heaven, castles in the air on strawberry fields forever. I didn't take the walk on the wild side but all along the watchtower I follow you, you follow me. I hear you hum Hey Joe Doing the Cranial waltz. © 2016 andrew mitchellReviews
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5 Reviews Added on October 21, 2016 Last Updated on October 21, 2016 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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