"bleep sid toaves of peace," "boxing in the kitchen with the landlord," and "that deed is a star on the flag, for sure"

bleep sid toaves of peace

toad infection
or else doing an impression
like a beasting for the columbia​
a glass nasty
eating pie on a tree stump
when along came my uncle
            eating the earth one bite at a time,
            using a cloud for a napkin
as a sun would explode
room for that in the big room after all
it makes sense if you capitulate to the arboretum



boxing in the kitchen with the landlord

this is the weird world
on the legs of beetles
after anaconda meal
one butching of it
every box is sick
with the cardboard flu
the sun was a wad of fire
with a beard and glasses
you could see the blue in there
read for the blind birds of prey
we will sink into the marsh slowly
then we will be a part of everything



that deed is a star on the flag, for sure

mars & earth, listen up!
this is the big dream
& we are returning using pyramid power
alerting insects to the impending houseguest status
learning all about guts & hard luck
watering the plants in the back room of the universe
the prismatic yes of the gulping shadow
I need to see the colors of the apples
red and green and yellow maybe a blue one for fun



J. D. Nelson

J. D. Nelson (b. 1971) is the author of eleven print chapbooks and e-books of poetry, including purgatorio (wlovolw, 2024). His first full-length collection is in ghostly onehead (Post-Asemic Press, 2022). Visit his website, MadVerse.com, for more information and links to his published work. Nelson lives in Boulder, Colorado. He recommends the Denver Rescue Mission.


Edited for Unlikely by Jonathan Penton, Editor-in-Chief
Last revised on Thursday, April 23, 2020 - 22:05