the wow is a why

the weird sleigh now
the brain walking ahead

the hammer humming
would you prefer the brain next time?

watching the batman at midnight
this cricket is a chimp secretly

now is the seven of hearts
working to exclude the gymnasts

this maze will be used to torture the elves
the saying on the wall

that shrug means let’s go inside the pyramid
the wow aloud

the green dog with wet fur

to brick up one third of the earth
no pressure to steal a ham

the cleaning hand to win the cloth magic

           wolf
                        as such

were you standing in the pudding
or was that the robot I saw you with?

           in a dream glistening

the gift of the iris and onions
when we vole and become volar scholars

J. D. Nelson (b. 1971) experiments with words and sound in his subterranean laboratory. More than 1,500 of his poems have appeared in many small press publications, in print and online. He is the author of several collections of poetry, including Cinderella City (The Red Ceilings Press, 2012). Visit www.MadVerse.com for more information and links to his published work. Nelson lives in Colorado.