electric grackle by Josh Bomberger, Oswald James electric grackle shhhhh sssshhhh gasssssssssssssss gasssssssssssssss grab hold of yr wing letter rip behind each gate lies a destructive paradise waiting in limbo to be unhatched my by the unsuspecting fa dwellers vo of the six gates ri .. .. .. .. .. te s u mm e r job www.findafuckingjob.commm
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It’s good to see collaborative poems and visual creative punc. poetry still making rounds and not going gently into that drunken blood moon night. Reading this piece I get an image or feeling rather of the author whispering it close to my ear as if I’d climbed an ancient mountain and found the cave of a crazy poetmonger. I give him a couple cans of pork-n-beans and he feeds me his vision. Another part of me feels as if i am struggling to the next level of a surreal video game. In any case, the final line “www.findafuckingjob.commm” wakes me like a bucket of cold lake of fire water in the face. Welcome to reality, fucker! lol. Great read!