Where is <br />the antidote, <br />I'm looking <br />for the note, <br /> <br />a scribbled <br />fictitious <br />part of lived experience, <br />come Genius, <br /> <br />find my way onto <br />the new world map, <br /> <br />zap! yeah! zap! <br /> <br />rap! crap! whack! <br /> <br />it was you that <br />suddenly started singing <br />all queer in my ear hole, <br /> <br />wax! yip! relax! <br /> <br />mud! cotton bud! <br /> <br />I still can't hear you... <br /> <br />so what do you expect <br />I'll lift up a rock, <br /> <br />and hide what I already <br />have here, <br /> <br />my feeble attempts to <br />string some words of hope, <br /> <br />and place some imaginary <br />avail around you, <br /> <br />I want to place people <br />first, no matter whom, <br /> <br />like a trillion brothers <br />and sisters, <br /> <br />all together in the <br />rummaging blue sea of dream, <br /> <br />yu-see-aye-do-see...<br /><br />GRANT FRASER<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yu-see-aye-do-see/
