As The Glitter Goes
as the glitter goes
or turns to dust
i watch the cogs
speckled with rust
as the dreams
cascade into the drains
i think of a counterpoint
to all this pain
i roll the dice
but this is no game
as the plans
turn into gunpowder
and then explode
i usher out new ideas
that only we know
i watch the lights
gradually fade then go
as the glitter goes
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James Garratt – Friday 25th April 2008
As The Glitter Goes – Friday 25th April 2008
