Type – Written December 2019 (Aged 44)

Type

i cannot be that person –
as try as i might
i am not that type
the font of all knowledge –
is camped out
and the bottom of a wishing well
and it will not tell
i wish those games
came with disposable gains
i lost myself down life long lanes –
as people found my name
it is clear –
skills are not near
that try as they might
i am not type
there are too many lost lights
in a parody of wistful heights




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James Garratt – December 2019