Treasure Island

GRANT FRASER

(JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

Pad 2.


Qualia!

pull the plug out,

freeze the moment
with a needle,

hit by the sun,
wind, air, vibrations,

self centred selfish
stuff that I am made of,

if she looks it'll be
'hello', if not I'll
just rush off,

why seconds burn
before you even get there,

I'll go out today,
go right around the bay,

time why don't you
just stay right there,

so that I can,
wonder and choose,

the successful seconds
that will burn right
through the dark closet
in my head,

even when I'm outside
I'm somewhere in there,

mismanaging,
all the minutes and hours...

Submitted: Monday, February 17, 2014
Edited: Monday, February 17, 2014

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