Coming to Terms – Written Sunday 6th January 2002 (Aged 26)

Coming to Terms

coming to terms with decades
a different world, a different card
a concrete jungle
with an emotional façade
coming to terms with relationships
maybe we were undercover
well, I will live for this duvet
and i will live for my present lover
coming to terms with sun filled memories
when eyesight feels like it is strained
all it is really, is days of acid rain
sitting here and waxing lyrical
trying to access a mass of things
that all feel slightly satirical

James Garratt – Sunday 6th January 2002

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