Cityscape Nights
got up this morning, shook my head.
felt like i had been hammered,
felt like i was dead.
i zoomed through time,
searching for happiness—
the kind i thought was mine.
a television show from the sky,
a psychic lion too,
made me wonder why.
smoking dope in a cityscape,
drinking, singing, getting in late.
a different girl each week
appeals to some—
but it is not what i seek.
love is what you want to be.
but can it control
people’s destiny?
James Garratt – Tuesday 22nd December 1992
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Cityscape Nights – Written Tuesday 22nd December 1992 (Aged 17)
