When I Lived By The Sea
fell apart –
at the knee
was that really –
a picture of me?
in the days –
when i breathed in –
the smell of the sea
when that estuary –
paid my fee
i look back –
at the pictures of me
and i wonder –
what was i trying to be
in the days –
when i was –
overwhelmed by need
i wonder –
when did we ever set it free
fell apart –
at the knee
in the days –
when i lived by the sea
and was that really –
a picture of me?
James Garratt – Wednesday 22nd May 2024
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When I Lived By The Sea – Written Wednesday 22nd May 2024 (Aged 49)
