Plastic Fantastic – Written Between February and June 1995 (Aged 20)

Plastic Fantastic

shake it with your hips
sees sailing ships
shift along the horizon
it is agonising seeing their fits
shake it with your hips
plastic fantastic and gloss red lips
pouting for the camera
but old age is getting nearer
plastic fantastic
because the lens is becoming clearer
silicone drone, you are just alone
life dangles on the cord like elastic
you are a dream come true
plastic fantastic
and a soft focus hue
tabloid celluloid, into twisted minds
that is such a void
you always chase the mystic
knowing them only to be sarcastic
plastic fantastic
shake it with your hips




James Garratt – February to June 1995


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