Erasing Gh_s_s, image by Daniel Y. Harris
ghost chuffing not
lanternish
earth
was ready long ago
at
the bat faire
it
was blake on a bucking horse
demanding
a swanson’s hungry man dinner
&
our boots were by the front door on newspaper
the rooster cloud
what’s
in the package, container smith?
asked
the gilled whisperer,
thinking
of the dream green
&
to eat with the sunrise adelphia –
eyes
on breakfast now
the
old puzzle box face
smack nabbit on
dristan
to
go thru the wall – I did,
&
look at me now!
why
not, mister mum?
right
now, with your fellow ants
the loner machine
a speaking part
why
the daw-daw?
creatures
unfold like dollar bills
a quark display
and neat teeth
the
slim opening for coin sloot
nebber
using a differfish for that
&
the ampersanding hurryup
the
jubilant quack
a
yellow cotton tunic
the
usual earthwear
using the
underlined headloom
the
cowboy of the old west was an alien being
now
he is demanding a downloadable goose for the haven
striped
like time
a
green and a red
with
thin yellow in-between
now
I see it
it
was a large land whale
the
kind of thing in the dark
gamblin’ sam &
copperhead
earthsnake
&
bags of trash for the ocean
we
all need an egg of gold
look at mine
it’s all shiny
side
cloud
I
said clown
ok
side clown
that’s
better
OK
SIDE CLOWN
move
thru the wall like a watermelon
—JD
Nelson
