GRANT FRASER Poems

Your daughter is cute
and you are too fat,

but I'm not allowed to
think that,
...

I am on my knees,
and yet I'm nowhere
near it,
...

Yesterday along the roadside,
sucking in all the glorious
effluvium of road vehicles;
...

I look for the poetics,
I'm not sure what they are,
or where, still...
...

Everything will never be enough,
not when you realise that there's
nothing in the world, truly worth
fighting with,
...

What is it
what it is
Is it what
It is what
...

Sometimes I awake again,
back in that old attic of words,
and leaf through the whole stock
of what I tried to grasp or memorise,
...

What is west,
we are not there
with you,
what is west
...

The Christmas Army
gave me a chocolate
cake, but it was past
it's sell by date,
...

I don't know what's
real or not anymore,
at least I don't know
the impact of being there,
...