Treasure Island

GRANT FRASER

(JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

A crayon


'better to pretend
to be able to use a crayon,
than not try and
use one at all...'.

anybody is a vampire,
this includes me...

I know how to watch
myself while feeding,
breathing,
at close range,
going about
this everyday life,

watch others,
who are they...
stressed, empty,
full speed ahead...

and getting
enough of the wants that
perpetually,
want you,

I WANT YOU...

I do...
to come and get
me one day,
in some old fashioned
way...

get me out,
I don't!

I go out
when required,
and then I literally
fall back
inside the door,
the clock always
looks sombre...

you can look
in through
the roof of the human
ant hill,
any time of night,
the radio never stops...

better to work all
night than die in
your sleep,
you know what I mean?

and for all we get
back - we still try
even harder...
to balance what it is,
and it's nothing,
just their collective,

endurance Is a word
I think I partly know,
but it could still
surprise me yet,
I don't want to pretend
that I have super human
strengths,

for there are moments
when I do not believe
in anything, nothing
related to where we are,
or live,
it is a big place
with a hard face,

unkind people have
bigger reasons,
being kind needs
redefining...

if anything none of
us deserve to die
like incapable idiots,

top of the list,
some form or kind
of inward heroics,

that we all have similar
doubts,
about money and the world
and what's important,

this is for you along
the golden sand,
all alone, maybe,
poking the remains,
of some burned out
beach fire,

yesterday I took a photo
of a dead seal,
bloated and black,
it was so so real!

the smell was awful,
but you know,
even the ocean can
turn on you....

Submitted: Wednesday, May 28, 2014

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