Room

Room

i need room
i need a room
a room where i can relax
a room where i can look all around
and i am not forced look back
where i can look down
and i can see the floor beneath my feet
where, when i take a look out of the window
i can see the communititive street
and at night, all the street lamps are a-glow
as the busy little people
all come and go
most of all,
i need a room
that is joined to reality
and not some beached wreck
feeding quite nicely off my insanity
i need a place
where i am not forced to philosophise
that the end is coming soon
i need to be out of this high walled kingdom
i need room, any room
very soon


James Garratt – July 1995