Joseph Milford
MORPHNACULAR III.: BUS-RIDE PERIPETEIA
lullabies plucked spear-chucked into moonlanding
old bike tied to an oak in front of the methadone clinic
obese tie-dye boards transit by fleetfox anorexic all designer
soundtracked your whole life was heretofore a dollar store
dooby druthers song a caravan of ants tours the vista next
Japanese cameras exploding with indie rock all over the plaza
still-life’s: “sky with unpaid bill” “wheelchair in carwreck”
“turban fights skullcap by beehive near mohawk”
following art-school girls to the commissary applying
for the job at the Band-Aid factory naval officer
in movie threatened the top gun that he’d end up flying rubber shit
cargo planes sounds like gainful aeronautics to me
drangstrum paronomasia of textslang like eoliths, we once
thought our poems were on purpose it’s been un-erfed
like eoliths that these rhymes you be stealing is naturally-occurring
boregasm ensues at the stop pull the cable’s nerve
revengicide on this citadel tonight gonna show the heart I got left
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