J.D. Nelson
goor the shrimp cocktail I saw thru the window
the true toad walking with that backwards hat head
show us the normal eye and that habit of the heart
a sleeping toad expresses the confusion
and now for the rock to succumb to the stone story
we beat the bread with sticks
sorry for spoiling the wheat
the power of the birds
they do the work too
when I see the filth I become a new ant with powers
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corner was a baba and not the winking hand
needing a color to explain the sun to a child
would it be the name of the onion
to form a sentence with words
with that brackish jounce
to master this spaghetti yarn
the bruised window
cx the bug land epic
never a seat in seaty
a shark or a ghost
I can’t tell
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narrowing that james denim lichen to start a funnel of the tornado points
circles are like the lego starfish
a red map of the conditions here in the zoo
yogurt from a cloud
a new iron set with the magnetic voice
to guess up on the fifth ave dream
to worry about the low rise denim nikes
are you a super being in need of a haircut
one of the fountain brains to go oodling
the nothing pants and a half
are you a blanket bumbler
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that big bix color of the sun and we eat it
download the seeing eye wolf
the roast chicken hemlock
corner of the sun
to see me beaking
the serum was updated by a robotic mouse
little king inferno
the canadian ghost
the standard ghost was a goblin amateur
to build a rabbit
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the watermelon fingers
lee the star warrior
we can be the trees too
to see a star in the underworld
we shield ourselves from the sun using a blanket of modge
this one to be the uxie
the heart yarn was a floral wedge
to be the fred of the camera
imagine that crab laughing
the morning milk
the ultra earth with that cheese board
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uncle rooster (the shape of a cough)
get that little beard going
with that lake to snort
lego the marbles and down into the trees we go
you need that milk marion to sever the light
the apple in locking faces and dreams
pyramid froth
power is a fiddle
don’t eat that shamrock
that old saurus is the method actor from mars
the chained winter of knives
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would you trice fox the capple rock to be spree the free
the color of the bomb
could be the earthen wall and we don’t
why we don’t busk down into the bread hole
the smart earth helping us
small smurf suffering
the face fox rocket
as one would eat a merit of coin goof
that ultra was a winter coat
the ghost rider in the sports booth
what was cousin spaghetti
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stars of mascara cave to blind the donkey
the light of the extra france
the limited kung fu I can do in this room
I used to be the christmas bat
in the shuttle now headed back to the earth
the ripe green yes from a thousand miles of beaches
I am the funnel king
naming a second face to wolf out
when we do the rock licking
the true toad walking with that backwards hat head
show us the normal eye and that habit of the heart
a sleeping toad expresses the confusion
and now for the rock to succumb to the stone story
we beat the bread with sticks
sorry for spoiling the wheat
the power of the birds
they do the work too
when I see the filth I become a new ant with powers
---------------------------------
corner was a baba and not the winking hand
needing a color to explain the sun to a child
would it be the name of the onion
to form a sentence with words
with that brackish jounce
to master this spaghetti yarn
the bruised window
cx the bug land epic
never a seat in seaty
a shark or a ghost
I can’t tell
---------------------------------
narrowing that james denim lichen to start a funnel of the tornado points
circles are like the lego starfish
a red map of the conditions here in the zoo
yogurt from a cloud
a new iron set with the magnetic voice
to guess up on the fifth ave dream
to worry about the low rise denim nikes
are you a super being in need of a haircut
one of the fountain brains to go oodling
the nothing pants and a half
are you a blanket bumbler
---------------------------------
that big bix color of the sun and we eat it
download the seeing eye wolf
the roast chicken hemlock
corner of the sun
to see me beaking
the serum was updated by a robotic mouse
little king inferno
the canadian ghost
the standard ghost was a goblin amateur
to build a rabbit
---------------------------------
the watermelon fingers
lee the star warrior
we can be the trees too
to see a star in the underworld
we shield ourselves from the sun using a blanket of modge
this one to be the uxie
the heart yarn was a floral wedge
to be the fred of the camera
imagine that crab laughing
the morning milk
the ultra earth with that cheese board
---------------------------------
uncle rooster (the shape of a cough)
get that little beard going
with that lake to snort
lego the marbles and down into the trees we go
you need that milk marion to sever the light
the apple in locking faces and dreams
pyramid froth
power is a fiddle
don’t eat that shamrock
that old saurus is the method actor from mars
the chained winter of knives
---------------------------------
would you trice fox the capple rock to be spree the free
the color of the bomb
could be the earthen wall and we don’t
why we don’t busk down into the bread hole
the smart earth helping us
small smurf suffering
the face fox rocket
as one would eat a merit of coin goof
that ultra was a winter coat
the ghost rider in the sports booth
what was cousin spaghetti
---------------------------------
stars of mascara cave to blind the donkey
the light of the extra france
the limited kung fu I can do in this room
I used to be the christmas bat
in the shuttle now headed back to the earth
the ripe green yes from a thousand miles of beaches
I am the funnel king
naming a second face to wolf out
when we do the rock licking
J. D. Nelson (b. 1971) experiments with words in his subterranean laboratory. Visit www.MadVerse.com for more information and links to his published poems. Nelson lives in Colorado.