Cold Tea – Written Monday 11th May 2009 (Aged 34)

Cold Tea

i saw reflections of my childhood
in my cold tea
i left the train in the sidings
and then coupled me
i went to the market
where they set out their stalls
i sold my childhood and drowned –
in an infinite number of pools
now i hold hands
with those who travel the same
i dare to open my suitcase
and reveal why i sometimes complain
i saw reflections of my childhood
in the throwaway ink
and in the cups and glasses –
piled up in the kitchen sink
making sterile passes
i saw reflections of you
in the many tides of me
life should always be measured
but how much we have set ourselves free




James Garratt – Monday 11th May 2009


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