Here are this semester’s Creative Writing classes’ poems written in the Exquisite Corpse method. What I love about these lines is how they were created almost randomly but have a kind of weird logic. I like how some of these seem almost brilliant, in an obtuse way. See here for previous semesters’ poems. Punctuation was added, but the words below appear in the order they were written in the Exquisite Corpse poems made in class recently.
I never knew you could leave someone out of the two of us.
For the first time in time, we will see.
Your mom is always yelling about 20 years ago today.
I want to leave me alone right now.
Happy is how I feel sad.
Leave here is today’s homework.
When the crow squeals angrily, screaming bloody hell, murder on my little mind is.
I want to stop believing in myself.
Father is very cold when alligators are very rideable.
Cats and dogs tear flesh off the night.
Pretty girls make me nervous about little things like asteroids hitting the moon.
Time doesn’t always affect me because I rode motorcycles.
Is this the end of the end of the best part of me?
Extinct is what people call me.
Hard times are happening now.
Last week is way too long.
Can we please make out with friends and Clifford?
The solar system of equations in math will eventually kill me.
I just lost my knee.
Swim in a pool of your new sweat.
Wear your best dress. We will never die and stop and go, and, without it, there’s nothing.
Animal abuse is not ever going to stop at Stop signs.
Warm hot days are cracked eggs.
You need to get the teardrops on my guitar.
The right word can make other words.
The Bakers lived like no one watched when you are grilling my hot dogs in summer.
My friend, are you ready to go away and leave?
Do you think of me when I sing loud noises like fireworks exploding bombs?
Everywhere we go there is extremely sad and boring old teachers.
I don’t know what I am trying.
You’re a very special friend of mine; why are people alive any more?