electric grackle
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
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job
www.findafuckingjob.commm
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!