Work by Joseph Goosey

  1. Lines for the Bio

    Posted in Poetry, October 2009

    I too wish to hang out with insom­nia in North Jersey with a black lab and old Acer dial-up. Is that sim­i­lar to a prod­uct induc­ing gnaw?

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  2. Across the Rug

    Posted in Poetry, October 2009

    Are these the pub­lished pro­ce­dures for a tremen­dous rap­ture? I was under the impres­sion that, um, there would be a cheese plate... is that not so? Today I stroked every­thing tan­gi­ble a small part of me flew across the rug and soiled the palm trees. I broad­casted the afore­men­tioned over the inter­net and am wait­ing quite anxiously [...]

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  3. I Feel Rocks

    Posted in Poetry, October 2009

    I throw poems into the sec­tion of our mouths that seems lim­it­ing. If we lose one another in the vast con­sumerism of the grass— I’ll see you out­side the giant gall-stone. We once froze together on a February porch and I said to you— I feel so many rocks against the bor­ders —so you offered [...]

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