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| ***BIO*** Space-Cowboy Poet J. D. Nelson is currently exploring career opportunities in the food service and unskilled manufacturing industries. Visit J. D.'s website for late-breaking developments: http://MadVerse.com |
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| Hemp is My Pepsi (KISS Museum) |
| by J. D. Nelson |
| All over your giant mall pretzel -- remember? At the
face-painting booth? That hippie wouldn't paint my face like Gene Simmons', so I told her what I thought about unicorns -- the sound of doors being planed, electrically -- instead of potatoes? Feathers-n-lightning loops, bowls full of sticky black resin on my altar -- bring my back yard shoes -- no Beatles on the lease -- puffed up for a scrap out behind the portable classrooms and earth voids -- so much for home-made graph paper! I ate breakfast before the sacrament and when the Catholic Kids found out, they were all like o-o-o! I'm the great-great grandson of Mick Password & I have the old buzzard's fashion sense. The Mexican laundromat smells like peppermint. Tattlers and old fakir graffiti, pool-hall gangsters with Jimi Hendrix shoes -- I'm drinking Winkle window cleaner and I haven't eaten anything in almost 24 hours -- the desert guitarist turned it down and toggled it. Dehydrated numbers and patterns of numbers and 6 planets from now, the solar ghost finds a new home -- no more coins in my pockets until things change -- turn and face the strain, uncharted Klimt, Christian Youth Group. |
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| Nov. 2005 |