GRANT FRASER

Freshman - 780 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

GRANT FRASER Poems

201. Out Of Skin... 4/11/2014
202. Out Of The Blue 3/8/2014
203. Out Of This World 5/6/2014
204. Outside Time Somewhere... 8/13/2014
205. Pad 1. 2/13/2014
206. Pad 2. 2/17/2014
207. Painted 10/1/2014
208. Parachute 9/5/2014
209. Part Vision 5/18/2013
210. Peer Less 3/13/2014
211. Petallic 12/17/2013
212. Peturb Me Nothing... -new- 5/19/2015
213. Photo Thoughts 10/1/2014
214. Pissed Off In East Tullos 10/2/2013
215. P-Kok 11. 11/4/2014
216. Planted 4/29/2013
217. Poem Kicked In The Teeth 5/20/2013
218. Poemhunter 6/18/2014
219. Poetics 11/17/2013
220. Poetry Theft 4/12/2014
221. Poets/ His And Hers... 5/9/2013
222. Poor Poem Isle 1/8/2014
223. Premise 11/12/2014
224. Prickly 11/22/2013
225. Public Convienences 12/21/2014
226. Pulse 2 5/17/2014
227. Purple Kong 6/18/2014
228. Purple Or Blue 6/9/2014
229. Purposes 12/1/2014
230. Real With A Nail Thru It... 3/13/2014
231. Red & Black 7/1/2014
232. Red Dark Delight 11/16/2013
233. Rush Hour Strangulation 11/11/2014
234. Saved 8/14/2013
235. Scribbling On A Hook 3/17/2013
236. Secrets Playing Like Films 3/12/2013
237. Self Errand 4/26/2013
238. Self Image 7/3/2014
239. Self's Storm Could Be The True Meaning... 8/13/2013
240. Sextant 2/1/2014
Best Poem of GRANT FRASER

Before Night Falls...

I can't quite describe
the way they dragged
those sacks
of weightless carcasses
around, their floppy crevices,
hairy dead vaginal lips
&
shrunken penises,

a mass of dislocated
body parts and taut faces,
confounded genitalia!

yet to run back again,
and thrust your entire
self against it,
the dead grainy B&W
dead film of time,
always close beside us,
like your brain,
and the gaping hole
in your head,
lying there like a cold
blue omellete,
on the grass, beside you...

as if one could feed or feel
a ...

Read the full of Before Night Falls...

Coming Second

Sometimes I half imagine
your already there,
or coming...

While I look away, for
seconds, as you undress,

At some point I'm ready to turn,
but not look directly...

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