Ledge so Precarious
to me,
the outside of this unit
seems,
more comforting
than what is on offer
on the inside
to me
a cuddle and warmth
has a cost
direction,
somehow should not be lost
to me,
all this chaos
just seems,
like change
on a ledge so precarious
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https://theboybehindtheglasses.com
James Garratt – 9th February 2011
Ledge so Precarious – Thursday 9th February 2011
