Offer Different Routes
offer different routes
present different maps
if there is no way out
there can be no way back
feeling happy,
then so sad,
pack up feelings,
in a reusable bag
she is like him,
like the dreams they once had
that they then lost –
in a school playground
playing two person tag
offer different paths,
something to move forwards
something to feel hopeful for,
a well loved course
but cold comfort fills the pipes
radiators creak and gurgle
but never turn on the lights
here we are,
caught in the complexity of our wiring
wondering why the coke fueled engines
need so much firing
offer different routes,
the former places we must now leave
hard to hold on,
and it continues to be so hard to believe
James Garratt – Monday 22nd April 2024
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Offer Different Routes – Written Monday 22nd April 2024 (Aged 49)
