GRANT FRASER

Don't turn around
look back,

echoes - never stop!
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You need new skin
don't you,
something to get into...
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Poetry's alive,
but what's that other
thing that eats me...
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I smashed a yankee
candle in the bathroom,

glass shattering!
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Sometimes something
shuts out time
& place & everything,
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I'm not sure if you
feel it like I do?

people go down
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Have you ever heard
of people stealing
poems?
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The one in your
head, or so you
tell me,
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Poem falls on it's face,
I pick it up,

dust if off!
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There's something in my
throat, I'm telling Ye!

not just plain words
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Retract retract!
is it that,
or isn't it,
look again?
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Albeit,

to scratch
the surface
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The forensic
photographer,
literally
climbs up
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0A life of dark surprises,
you could say
is underway,
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I especially remember
crumbling orange broken
bricks in the sun,
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Buddha pome
denied,

and tired and tried,
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Oh! I knew you,
should I say something,

make a comment...
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1.

Solitary confinement
for all those now on line,
especially with names exactly
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I hit myself a few times today,
on Poem-hunter, just what can I say,

I wanted to look at me, not you, or him,
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I went out in
the fog with my
new 35mm,
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