Back to the Ground – Written Sunday 20th January 2002 (Aged 26)

Back to the Ground 

the end of the world 
was skyscraper blue 
mirrored reflections 
were just glitter balls
in the ballroom of life 
a fayre set by fools 
of a banquet full of meat
and barely audible rules 
the end of the story 
was a suburban mews 

the end of the world
was sadly true 
they were busy arguing 
to notice the new
or that real models
never came with glue 
mirrored reflections 
step back with every puddle found
as nature swoops in 
and in such a daze
everything goes back to the ground
everything goes back to the ground 


James Garratt - Sunday 20th January 2002 


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