Crash Landing – Written Between Tuesday 15th February 1994 and November 1994 (Aged 18/19)

Crash Landing

crash landing
bang, smash, crash
i am out of control
i am out of my mind
i cannot help what i do
crash landing
confession is a friend
never understand
i am coming down –
through the clouds
i look around
crash landing
rushing towards the ground
but i am not going to die
i am in touch –
with the other people
that is why,
i can fly with angels
but it is always a crash landing
see the trees –
not so long standing
i have gone over the top
and down the hill
i am so high on the way i feel
crash landing
coming in for the kill
total destruction

James Garratt – 1994

More poems at

More about this blog, The Boy Behind the Glasses, here

More poems from 1994 here

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s