Written Drunk – Written Saturday 2nd January 1993 (Aged 17)

Written Drunk

i watched for the first time in delight
a sad fragile kid with no friends in sight
at the moment,
i do not know what the fuck –
i am writing, isn’t it exciting?
the reason for this is quite simple
it isn’t through a lack of soul of funk
it is simply because i am blind drunk
it is true, i would not lie to you
i am pissed through and through
tales of a wino and a new born kid
are one and the same
if you look carefully, you will see someone
who used to be insane

James Garratt – Saturday 2nd January 1993

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