Octochord (Loganberry Broken)
With thanks to Benjamin Wallace Tarbell
Both courageous and content are the five nullified architects of industrial Milwaukee, home to Azerbaijan donkeys, the architect and ass jammed into irrational boxes and then Freud-washed and unleashed, their surrealist manifesto proclaimed by saxophones at noonday, vomiting fluorescent apology to my spilled intestines as a broken record : "Here lies the autograph of a minor vaudeville star, his opening night at the Apollo filled with stale jokes and chatter, every seat occupied by a former lover, the room an open wound taken by the river of regret, His heart holds a road that spills into a tar pit. The road has been named twice."