Fingertips (Originally Untitled) – Written Monday 25th September 2006 (aged 31)

Fingertips

i opened my eyes
i rolled over and i sighed
i baulked and almost died
your cold fingertips,
press against the frozen ice
there was a smile
but i had to look twice
i saw you,
sitting on the settee
there was a look in your eyes
that quarried out large parts of me
that mined for gems
but just found slag
i have walked in your hell
went there and came back
the horse you ride just bucks
i opened my eyes
as you became stuck
clutching a handful of sawdust
in the tombola of bad luck
i rolled back and forth
it is all too much
this feeling will not be caught




James Garratt – Monday 25th September 2006


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