Astral
astral machine gun
under the glow of an astral sun
surrounded by astral people
and a derelict church
with a twisted steeple
as i turn,
the world starts to lurch
i am not talking though
so i won’t curse
astral weapons
in an astral war
you have got to arm yourself good
from the deadliest astral foes
it is the world of no psychics
beneath your toes
it is just a nightly visit
James Garratt – July 1995
Astral
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 