Worded Friend – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)

Worded Friend

here i am—
on my bed,
an empty, insecure head.

my life, detached—
what can i do?
build a ship for you,
and drift,
feeling around the oceans,
tripping amongst the galaxies,
only to fall,
and come back down again.

like i said,
fill my head.
with your voice,
i’m so lured.

but on my bed,
i am—
so insecure.

James Garratt – 1992

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