Tumble
my eyes wake up
it’s another day
my feelings tumble out of their bed
and my dreams,
they will not stay
we are falling through time
can we ever be truly engaged
or are we always so hard to find?
my eyes wake up
it’s another day
my gender and my class fall out of their bed
actually they have little to say
i know, it’s all been said
we are falling through time
are we earth based,
or are we always so hard to find?
James Garratt – Monday 12th February 2024
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Tumble – Written Monday 12th February 2024 (Aged 48)
