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Poetry


morphnacular vii.: midlife hypophora
Joseph Milford

 

life begins like a flight to Vegas
             gambling themes metastasized
you find ideologies quicker than
             your hotel keys—midlife
you look down flying over the salt lakes
             a junkyard of misgivings
under your Sopwith Pegasus
             your purchases exploding
like pigeons over rooftops
             you are hired to be a navigator
of hemorrhages, images of western
             ruin, relic, anything racemiferous
oxymoronic oxy addict with a lifespan
             wider than the mythology's
wingspan and that thunderbird flew
             centuries before the mesas were named
after dead shamans, pueblos, & petroglyphs

 

 

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