Insanity Part 972
i hung from saturn’s rings—
such a gas storm.
you knew i am not attached,
rocking and reeling all night,
acting like a moth,
always by life’s light.
Insanity Part 1027
hanging from the ceiling,
rocking and reeling to your fears.
brains flowing from my ears.
and in the cell,
all is not well.
my padded interior—
it makes you seem inferior.
James Garratt – December 1992
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James Garratt – December 1992
Insanity Parts 972 and 1027 – Written December 1992 (Aged 17)
