How I Fell Down On The Home Straight -Written Tuesday 26th August 2025 (Aged 50)

How I Fell Down On The Home Straight

And… full circle!
So,
what does that tell me?
If you saw me,
you would see me sitting down
as various curious shapes read me essays
about my relationship to them
and,
how funny,
that so often,
my porous life has been illustrated by different shapes
did you know,
there was a time,
way back in the past,
when I was an athlete of being young
and then, back then I was full of laps
now, I just fall down on the home straight
as cowboy plumbers turn on my taps
and… circles!
That never-ending search for a gymnasts balance
the one that includes,
the search…
For friends, for family and whatever that means…
The search for self
and every piece of life experience in-between
what about squares?
As if there is a tangible difference
as if normality is a hitchhiker,
caught on your verge and going spare
and… full circle.
But of full of what?
If you saw me,
you would see me sitting down,
and I would be listening to various essays
that would claim to be me,
but I lower my eyes to half-mast,
and I realise I am the captain of my ship
it is me who needs to take charge,
and resolve these relationships anchored in my past.

James Garratt – 26th August 2025

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