Rattles Like A Train – Written Thursday 11th May 2023 (Aged 48)

Rattles Like A Train

pack of wolves –
came and found me
hunted me,
and found me in the woods
devoured my ego –
like sweet tasty food
what can i do –
except find hope –
in places –
where hunting knives rule
where the sun dance –
is tepid and cool

pack of wolves –
came and found me
counting out its ill gotten gains
as i minuted –
all the stresses and strain
and i worked hard,
always hoping for the grain
but those hungry wolves
they love my brain
and it is mental un-wellness –
that rattles like a train
i am loose when it comes to hinges
and the nature of my ego frame




James Garratt – Thursday 11th May 2023


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