Crept – Written Monday 14th November 1994 (Aged 19)


creeping slowly
crept to the door
could not creep any more
opening up, looking inside
i did not know –
what i would find
crept away
i had seen enough that day
going out, far away
crept with friends
and those –
who see themselves as weird
make no mistake
this is all that you feared
and so much more
crept silently
away from the door
and then, along the floor
i do not want to know anymore
because someone who creeps
is sneaky for keeps
i crept, but i am not kept
it is how we, show a little respect

James Garratt – Monday 14th November 1994

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