A Piece of Family They Own – Written Thursday 13th January 2011 (Aged 35)

A Piece of Family They Own

i speak to you
you give nothing back
it feels like a jumble sale
lost in tack

then, when i sit at home
the funfairs starts
then me and sadness
quickly part
and who are these people
with their dreams?

when i look nothing is at seems
they claim loneliness
as a relative
a piece of family they own
they never search further afield
is it really comfortable to be alone?

then these people
they cling to lonely lighthouses
like the hopeful cling to a church steeple

James Garratt Thursday 13th January 2011

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