Parts of Us – Wednesday 25th September 2019

Parts of Us

parts of me are broken
parts of all of us are broken
they cannot be started
with a kick or token
parts of me,
may as well be held together,
with tape

parts of all of us
limp through the race
parts of me feel over used
parts of all of us
feel so confused
parts of me are falling down daily
parts of you,
should be off somewhere sailing




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James Garratt = Wednesday 25th September 2019