I Could Melt
i could melt,
into these walls
it seems no surprise
that individuality starts to call
i could melt,
out here on my own
i will try and catch the memories
the ones which have flown
i could melt,
just trying to catch time
how on earth did i get here
it is fine but it is so strange
and sometimes it is clear
i could melt,
like ice cream turned towards the sun
like the visions i once had
son to his mum
and then onto his dad
i could melt
James Garratt – Thursday 18th October 2001
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I Could Melt – Written Thursday 18th October 2001 (Aged 26)
