Exquisite Corpse....Chapter Three ...

[lobisa]

Roundy down the double down there
doo jiggery waltz
husbands in Have her dashingly manic in pink
crossroads collide
youth sees his future
and the old man sits with his bride

Comments

[elizabethrjcksn]

Party to the fist partition
Arch! Arch!
What ist is it, istn't tit for tattle-tails,
Torrents of bitter webs
Arch! Arch!

[tinkergazz]

fiddle me flanges and ball me to elbow
tender embraces and Apache' Tango
fist tea cups and slap me sideways

[tinkergazz]

party in the first position
archers pictish little bitches painted blue with bows a hitched up to the sky bulls eye
Fight Fight Fight
Va
Va
VA
into the blue moon sun light

[elizabethrjcksn]

Partly bluish, pinkish new,
Part o'bushels, pearly of hue

Apple core, apple core
sigma deep Ω
fubble into claxion
there is no sense of darkening
When you struggle to get your breath your body is telling you there is too much carbon dioxide. We have no sensor to detect a lack of oxygen. You just fade out and eventually die, without a struggle.

ART!!!