29 by Joseph Victor Milford

last night saw a guy drive a nail into wooden stake with one shot from pistol. great thought.
i’ve not seen starlight several days. face is weighed down with locusts. i stare into loam.
it’s intense when you realize that Pablo Picasso was one of the greatest physicists of our times.
a door is held open by a book; better consider reading it before closing it. just some wisdom.
dying is running fast with a coiled phone cord; it rips out of receiver; you say “Hello?” curtains.
you are the greatest flood i have ever had. i think about world called Ocean. i am Earthling.
all of my bones are seahorses. no one knows my outsides are stormclouds. i have a snout-horn.
i really really want to fuck the Spanish girls like my wife really wants to fuck the Spanish guys.
i can’t pull triggers. any of them. i can cock but not fire. it’s cutting my balls off. i shoot pool.
Lizards, cockroaches are crawling everywhere like a brain and my brain writes electric lizards.

Joseph Victor Milford

Joseph Victor Milford is a Professor of English and a Georgia writer. His first collection of poems, Cracked Altimeter, was published by BlazeVox Press in 2010. Joe Milford also edits the poetry journal RASPUTIN and he is co-founder and poetry editor of BACKLASH PRESS.



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