Fragments – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)


life is a distorted image
an image that will never change
life is just a sick practical joke
a practical joke graced with humour
a humour that is so strange
the eyes of the gods look down
an evil smile is moving around
blackened clouds that swirl –
around the gracious dead
they do tell a tale, a tale of woe
have you heard?
or do you blissfully not know
feelings from the soul
help you achieve that earth shattering goal

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James Garratt – December 1992

I am a 40 something sometime writer. I live in the South West of the UK but originally I am from Essex.

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