Capable – Written Monday 24th November 2025 (Aged 50)

Capable

Less capable,
then I am,
head held,
but often in my hands.
Desire,
cowards and liars —
all of it
takes its force nationwide.

It was
need,
not skill.
It was the beat
and the way that we feel.
It was the feet
that took me down the aisles
and onto the tills.

Less capable,
I am,
yet more capable
than my hands.
Comfort —
I live,
I push and I shove,
just moving on,
but I keep going.

Wondering if the skyscrapers
I find in life
are scalable,
and I wonder
if I am ever truly capable.

James Garratt: Monday 24th November 2025

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