It Calls
it has no voice
no sound
it has no pleasure
but it is easily found
it has no walls
no make up
but it calls
it has no pleasure
yet it is keenly felt
it tightens
it frightens, it will not elope
sometimes at night
i am collected
and fear entrenched
it soaks through my skin
and eats at my frame
it has no reason
no notion of self
but it finds me
and it knows me like nobody else
James Garratt – Tuesday 12th June 2012
It Calls – Tuesday June 12th 2012
