Actually, I got the name Hardhat from the tinfoil helmet
Blaster Al painted me wearing to deflect the cosmic rays.
I wear a coprolite around my neck and a diving-Jesus fetish,
Jesus doing a swan dive. Surrounded by angels blowing harp.
A coprolite is a fossilized turd.
A fulgurite ia a vitrified lightning bolt.
If silicon had been a gas, James McNeill Whistler
would have been a major general. But it wasn’t.
The diving Jesus is from an assemblage called Revelation.
By Franko Washboard
Heaven, earth, hell. The church in the center. On either side, a bordello.
Temptations of the flesh. I’ll be away from my writing studio.
Clad only in the breastplate of hardheadedness.
