Photo Thoughts Poem by GRANT FRASER

Everything is on fire
every single face a
blaze of yellow,

a picture comes
up
in a sort of instamatic
way,

and the very bright good
teeth, are good to look at,
and yet painful in other ways,

excess of desire!

as if a smile raged
on, beyond all night & day,

everything before
night & day, did not exist,
no real picture as such,
I put it there,
I chase it...

my invention as such!

I go back
and back
to the beginning
of that beginning
that I constructed
or put it there
in my mind,

I want to go...

and yet fall in again
at the same time,

these are reasons
for not being honest
enough to myself,

in a way,
equalled by resistance,

or you have it,
give it to me...
it was there,
cause it's always been there,

only at some given
second -a split!

and at that point,
I need something more real
to take it away...

a hunger unreal...