15 SECONDS OF FAME (NOT THIS TIME) by Bradford Middleton

I’ve been drinking again
But am desperate to get the word out
There for someone to read and
I beg to no one cos no one will listen
And no one will read as
Today is just another day
Another day in the constant struggle
Of being a contemporary poet who
Don’t use instragam and uses a
Machine that don’t even
Recognise that word or this language
To get their word out there and
All i got to say is hurrah!

Never shall 15 seconds of fame come
From writing something for those
With such a short attention span
That i got to be an immortal cos
Come on, have i held your
Attention until now.  If i have,
Thanks a bunch, wanna buy a book
Cos there are probably some lying
Around that maybe i’ll let you
Have for the price of a beer.

Bradford Middleton was born in south-east London during the summer of 1971 and won his first poetry prize at the age of nine.  He then gave up writing poems for nearly twenty-five years and it wasn't until he landed in Brighton, knowing no one and having no money, that he began again.  Ten years later and he's been lucky enough to have had a few chapbooks published including a new one from Analog Submission Press entitled 'Flying through this Life like a Bottle Battling Gravity', his debut from Crisis Chronicles Press (Ohio, USA) and his second effort for Holy & Intoxicated Press (Hastings, UK).  He has read around the UK at various bars, venues and festivals and is always keen to get out and read to new crowds.  His poetry has also been or will be published shortly in the Chiron Review, Zygote in my Coffee, Section 8, Razur Cuts, Paper & Ink, Grandma Moses 'Poet to Notice', Empty Mirror, Midnight Lane Gallery, Bareback Lit and is a Contributing Poet over at the wonderful Mad Swirl.  If you like what you've read go send a friend request on facebook to bradfordmiddleton1.