GRANT FRASER

Bronze Star - 2,930 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

GRANT FRASER Poems

281. Premise 11/12/2014
282. Prickly 11/22/2013
283. Public Convienences 12/21/2014
284. Pulse 2 5/17/2014
285. Purple Kong 6/18/2014
286. Purple Or Blue 6/9/2014
287. Purposes 12/1/2014
288. Real With A Nail Thru It... 3/13/2014
289. Red & Black 7/1/2014
290. Red Dark Delight 11/16/2013
291. Requiem For A Sun Bather 10/26/2015
292. Ripples 10.00.Am 5/22/2016
293. Rush Hour Strangulation 11/11/2014
294. Saved 8/14/2013
295. Scribbling On A Hook 3/17/2013
296. Secrets Playing Like Films 3/12/2013
297. Self Errand 4/26/2013
298. Self Image 7/3/2014
299. Self's Storm Could Be The True Meaning... 8/13/2013
300. Sextant 2/1/2014
301. Ship Ahoy! 5/7/2014
302. Shores 11/11/2015
303. Short Tale 2/24/2017
304. Shut Down & Showered 5/28/2014
305. Silence Is Court 4/6/2013
306. Simple To Be 11/1/2013
307. Skin 5/4/2015
308. Slow Exposure 6/17/2015
309. Sock Hole 7/3/2014
310. Soft Strut... 11/4/2014
311. Something Real Instead... 10/15/2015
312. Sometimes, Something... 5/24/2014
313. Sonata In E Flat Major, Op.81a - 'Les Adieux' 2/20/2014
314. Squeezed 5/23/2016
315. Still Life... 6/14/2015
316. Still Writing 11/11/2013
317. Stone City 3/18/2014
318. Struggle Modern 3/16/2013
319. Struggling With Words 9/26/2013
320. Stuck 3/29/2013
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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