Silver Star - 3,374 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

Black Board Keys - Poem by GRANT FRASER

Keyboard computer
letters, less effective
they're just too damned
quick to seem real!

no syrupy eels
from the vortex,

cheap, deadened,
black and done,

the careful precious
Sun doesn't even shine
on no one,

even if I stick
it on your eye phone,

you say your watching...
but what it is you see?

your emotional settings...

I don't know where I am,
or if the word is going to
fail or fall on me...

or if a word
should attack another...

like what kind of door
do you see inside,
and is it closed?

or the word, has it got
a handle...

I don't think I've got
enough words to get out
of here...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Friday, March 7, 2014

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