to mask a little bird
the sulking wolf loses the perimeter
drinking the boiling nectar
we are in the fur and dust of the slinging gamble
we are in the luck of the sun
a mirror machine
the standard harvard of the people
a new ape of the aperture
the breaking of the calm camel
the mask of power is the pharaoh of the name
the science is the skull
to learn the wooden idea
burn the scientific incense
the
night brain is a jar of lemons
the microphone phoenix of the boring cake
a nerve in the dungeon
to eat a snail of the leopard
head life or lipe
a local argent is the odor
and seventh of the suns
the rabbit cloth is the silver night
and a shaved bun of the floral cloak
pickle tooth
at
war with the green sheep
I
had thought of nothing
the
skin punch is the dollar graph of the rose
the
egg is the glass ring of the wondering
the bagel tree and that sneezing half
I am the sorry underglow
in the lake of the science
this frozen skull
the island is on the left
the meat hand of the walking name
J. D. Nelson (b. 1971) experiments
with words in his subterranean laboratory. His poetry has appeared in many
small press publications, worldwide, since 2002. He is the author of several
collections of poetry, including Cinderella
City (The Red Ceilings Press, 2012). His first full-length collection,
entitled In Ghostly Onehead, is
slated for a 2021 release by mOnocle-Lash Anti-Press. His work has recently
appeared in E·ratio, Otoliths, BlazeVOX, and Word For/Word.
Visit http://www.MadVerse.com for more information and links to his published
work. Nelson lives in Colorado.
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