Thursday, February 11, 2010

A Fine Year by Joseph Goosey


Someday they'll barge in with three nails
lodged in a piece of window pane
but right now I hope to sing a little in dim light
with enough orange juice
to last 'til morning.

I've got a friend who carries whiskey in a green sack
and believes firmly that it is 1872.
1872, is a fine year,
sir, if you are in love
with falling

Too old to sing in a punk band,
too young to cry solids,
I flip breakers and hope for a shift in weather,
in circumstance, in the tint
of my view.

Joseph Goosey is trying very hard to leave Jacksonville, Florida. His work can be seen in PANK, Lonesome Fowl, Exquisite Corpse, and other places.

This Zine Will Change Your Life previously published Two Poems by Joseph Goosey. Check it out.

Street art by A.S.V.P.
Photo by Adam Lawrence.

San Diego's Cuckoo Chaos' debut EP We Are From Deerplants was recently released and is filled with quiet and thoughtful moments.

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