Er_s_n_ t_e G_o_t L_rd, image by Daniel Y. Harris
pressed into pez
to
cook a wig!
little
rye seen
minor
tea too
wooden
sift
was
a
lert yekk oil
yes
was that sim
linus
was
what
are you doin’
with
the lysol tape
whup hutchie now
hello
plus paper
I
read in the shower
made
of glass
like
a rabbit
why
is the world
the
world
working
alvie
for
peech to seat
silver
picnic
the
hulk lives!
bobcat smart!
ok
crow
xing
the street
zebra
jeans
feathered
hair
earth
is a wheek
a
real glass apple
the
white house is purple
beneath
the black light
for
the best pancakes,
make
them in the dark
cake spiders
it
was late and we took the cheesecake to the museum
we
decided to leave it in the lobby for another visitor
I took that bait to the back room
and ate it
the dungle was riggems
the
fabric shoreline is the longest coastline using corduroy
the
following brain gums were ejected
ghost
lord one
ghost
lord two
and
that open phoebe
millions
of millionths all over the floor
glump in the
dinnies
clinging
to the universal sound
to
make it a world again
the
brain is nothing without the sun
there was an octopus on top of my
head for most of the morning
and everyone just thought it was a
new hat
I like your new hat jd said sue
and I just smiled and thanked her
the
surface of the new planet is very smooth
the
walking spores in supermarket garb
an
ankle wishes for nike bootlegs
most
people have the box in the living room
and
they need to see what comes next on the news
I
know I do
the
color is a strain of the flower
to
beat the campus locks all over
eleven
of them were blue
clean duck to stay
low
miller
moth was poking around and looking for a way out and I showed him
thank
you he said and then he was off to find a light somewhere
power is a pollen dream
yellow is a dream
the fading dream was a face in the
sky
a new unknown to
guide us
sounds
from helio perth on the new earth
we
hear nothing for the first time in years
changing
the lead solo is the hark handed hulk
it’s
the right time to iron out the bag of donuts
to
clean the world of the letters and numbers
the
color of things in the dark like socks and shoes
the
going rate for walking and we do it
to
see the universe of the soft feet
—JD
Nelson
