Showreel – Written Thursday 22nd October 2020 (Aged 45)

Showreel

in my dream
my dad played a showreel of events
of things i had never seen
things he thought,
would shift opinion or amaze me
and in the dream,
i watched him dance on stage
looking young and slim
then he showed us a train ride
that passed over some unusual track
but like all these dreams,
there is no going back
i have nothing but the dust of memories
no possessions, no photos,
nothing at all from his early years
but at least in that showreel dream
it was made more clear




James Garratt – Thursday 22nd October 2020


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 https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/2020/01/08/the-boy-behind-the-glasses-an-introduction/ 


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