Sleep – Written Friday 21st June 2002 (Aged 27)


i never seem to do enough
my sleep has claws
and not, soft padded paws
foreign countries invade my shadows
strange beings rummage –
in the stairs below
electricity is a sexual feeling
when you are stepping out
and an out of body experience
will make you question your teaching
but spirituality will always be –
so far reaching
i have go to move sometime
i am not like the clock
there is no regular hourly chime
my sleep has doors
and not softly padded flaws

James Garratt – Friday 21st June

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