GRANT FRASER

Freshman - 777 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

10 Million - Poem by GRANT FRASER

Ten million poems,
in little boxes bewildering
one another,

Ten million hearts
black around the edges,

but the faces don't
leave traces,

we Ten million have no
where left to go,

Ten million poets in shorn
sawn off places around the world,

showing thought like flesh!

we are Ten million worthier...

or less!

these Ten million bars of internet

space have got me,

I eat their ****!

Swallow the window poison!

I'm going to have to have to build

an escape pod into a real place,

with Ten million things scattered along

the information highway,

call it my internet DNA if you may,

But sorry ' The structure is corrupted,

the programme defunct! '.


Comments about 10 Million by GRANT FRASER

  • Silver Star - 3,725 Points Dave Walker (7/30/2013 3:52:00 PM)

    A great poem, everything seems corrupted these days. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013


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