Citizen Steak

By seannelson

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Sean Nelson, Rock an Roll Star

By seannelson on Thu, 25 Nov 2004

one more unappreciated piece of genius
Autobiography
Biography
Certificate 18

16 Bit Sex Machine

By seannelson on Tue, 23 Nov 2004

(I removed this story; If you stumble on it elsewhere, realize that it was written in a mentally ill state caused by ostracism and persecution; I'm not perfect, but over the eventful years, I've shown
Autobiography
Biography
Certificate 18

@#!!COFFEE!!$^

By seannelson on Fri, 21 Apr 2006

Red berries, mixed with fat, in the hide pouches of pre-historic Indonesian warriors, the martial grinding my father made while first sunlight embraced the stars of my childhood mornings, (blurring with that stale, energetic JPR anthem)
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate 18

A Southern Oregon Boyhood

By seannelson on Tue, 09 Nov 2004

My first memory is of soaring around on the desert mountain above what was to be my childhood home. I was absolutely transported with bliss, freedom...
Autobiography
Other
Certificate U

Black Cat Rd.

By seannelson on Sat, 04 Dec 2004

Life's been a little bit hard on me; I been places you won't ever see. too much drinking and too few drugs; too many kicks and too few hugs.
Autobiography
Poem
Certificate 18

colour

By seannelson on Tue, 23 Nov 2004

Yellow, blue and grey have for me pleasant assumptions, something like an engineer's orgasm at the vulcan red and factory grey of the launch. Blue...
Miscellaneous
Poem
Certificate 18

Copped Diem

By seannelson on Mon, 10 Jan 2005

A play on the famous lating saying: carpe diem: "seize the day."
Autobiography
Biography
Certificate 18

Nights of the Abominable Moscow Snow-Monster

By seannelson on Fri, 05 Jul 2013

Crackled to virtual-life with 300 prozac-watts, deep in the frosty core of a vast white-picket-fenced Hades, this empathically radio-active mutant-spook
Opinion
Poem
Certificate U

Smogocalypse (or, "expect highs of cloud 9")

By seannelson on Sat, 03 Aug 2013

sure, Ashland smoulders under a smog-red sun, but it’s a sunny decade: cold-war icicles melting, green, grassy, manicured yet groovy. Yes, all you Dada daddies: All is high:
Rant
Poem
Certificate 15

ode to a shadowed America

By seannelson on Tue, 03 Sep 2013

Fulfilling a "Fight Club" b-fantasy, log-splitter Lincoln doffs his silk-lined top-hat to suit-up and duke it out with ten-eyed “Evil Vile Corrupt”...
Rant
Poem
Certificate U
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zombie-dawn haiku set

By seannelson on Fri, 28 Feb 2014

the sun rises in lines through closed dusky shades; ganja; no-confidence man red robe; blue slippers; confused, stirring cold coffee... a marked bus-...
Spiritual
Young Writers
Surreal
Science fiction
Rant
Philosophy
Horror
Poem
Certificate 15

Hollywood Horror haiku set

By seannelson on Thu, 27 Mar 2014

Macabre black-clouds shroud silver-screen city revolving Blitz-Krieg productions Larry 'the wolf man' soft-stalks Hollywood's alleyways... wolfbane...
Young Writers
Surreal
Science fiction
Rant
Travel
Unclassified
Fantasy
Horror
Poem
Certificate 12

on "the American parasite," the demonic Candida Parapsilosis

By seannelson on Mon, 07 Apr 2014

I've looked into "the American parasite," Candida parapsilosis, a potentially horrible virus which has apparently infected upward of half of the...
Rant
Travel
Unclassified
Nature
Opinion
Non-fiction
Certificate U

a letter from 'the Zombie Brigade'

By seannelson on Tue, 08 Apr 2014

Writing this through sub-Saharan sunglasses, by a lot of black light, posters, etc.: anyway, Kyle said he'd introduce us and from what I've heard we...
Spiritual
Surreal
Travel
Philosophy
Other Non-fiction
Poem
Certificate U

a poem for misanthropes

By seannelson on Fri, 01 Aug 2014

Across the globe as far as it spins (safely believe me, I've been,) it's just warring monkeys... (and so few of us win!...) only to end up within a...
Poem
Certificate 15

the Black Swan ballet

By seannelson on Fri, 22 Aug 2014

Like a dense plague of Darwin's coal dark-moths, we fall like cold acid rain leaking into sealed metal newspaper-capsules... stubborn stories at the...
Poem
Certificate 12
Cherry

Ode to Africa

By seannelson on Fri, 17 Oct 2014

dedicated to my dear friend Marho Akwenuke, from Warri Province, Nigeria It's the cradle of humanity, a vast continent home to gazelles, elephants,...
Poem
Certificate U
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a fire for liberty

By seannelson on Tue, 25 Nov 2014

For decades coming to little good, the sacred "Statue of liberty" has lain bound in chains of wood cut from the same tree as Stalin and the S.S.: Dr...
Poem
Certificate U
Cherry

while the candle burns

By seannelson on Wed, 17 Dec 2014

Black bread and butter: slather butter, eat bread, slather butter... speak half-truths, douse your mouth with water, then rape the bread basket and...
Poem
Certificate U
Cherry

Beat Symphony

By seannelson on Fri, 10 Apr 2015

Varnished violins hang in muted melodic scream from the gnarled tendrils of each of the verdant old oaks that line and dwarf the ghostly side-walks...
Poem
Certificate U

poem for a nubile asiatic beauty

By seannelson on Mon, 20 Apr 2015

I'm okay, baby Rung, except maybe that I'm flying a little too close to the sun... but such fire I've known fire before, and know how to do just what...
Poem
Certificate 18

werewolf blues haiku set

By seannelson on Thu, 07 May 2015

Russia's Tchaikovsky on the needle... clumps of fur on the sable-keys on the marble sink, the Ottoman, and even the blue latte-set dreamt of fierce...
Poem
Certificate U
Cherry

'the hot life'

By seannelson on Wed, 13 Jan 2016

'the hot life' will kiss your lips, turn your head grab your chin burn your eyes and shed your skin like a bad disguise that... everyone buys because...
Poem
Certificate 12