Unhinged – Wednesday 8th February 2011

Unhinged

you are unhinged
and,
he has a life –
that may be –
not what he expects
and,
whilst you tumble –
down –
every single stair
will he surf –
every, ‘i love you’
and re-lay the turf
as people do –
when the grass –
no longer grows
when passion –
turns to slush like snow
you dream of barbados
but it will not go
and,
when the sky crashes down
just like asterix’s worst fear
will you both hear the same sound?



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James Garratt – Wednesday 8th February 2011