Battledress – Written Wednesday 21st August 2024 (Aged 49)

Battledress

You, you have not really changed.
Spoke to me,
Now, now that we exist on an easier plane.
That living room encounter that goes unspoken,
Your caring nature,
Like unspent tokens.

You, you have not really changed.
Me, me remembering you,
And the love that was always gifting.
Me, me holding down the guilt,
Emotionally, emotions doing the heavy lifting.

But, but do people care, or should they ever care?
Should they care about the emotional battledress?
And the scars that you wear,
That is personal and not their responsibility.
Even when,
The past, the past it has no real accountability.

James Garratt – Wednesday 24th August 2024

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