I Feel Moved
i feel afraid –
but curiously strong
others can –
drag me along
purchase with a frown
keep me going on
but never falling down
i feel centred
but somehow indistinct
have i had you –
like a chalice with a drink
it is fur coats
dripping in mink
i throw myself at them
like the kitchen sink
i feel burnt out –
but with a striking flame
picking myself up
and doing it once again
i am part of the chain
i feel moved –
but somehow the same
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https://theboybehindtheglasses.com
James Garratt – Monday 7th March 2011
I Feel Moved – Monday 7th March 2011
