Forklift Congé Chaos Buds Average Llama Prim
By Hillel Broder, Katie Hibner, Daniel Jones, W.F. Lantry, Ian Rice, Richard King Perkins II, and James Valvis
You can ladle me up with the bees.
Goodbye ferocious meadows, fencelines, raucous birds.
How your eyes painted light into every corner of darkness
though we cracked a kind smile, the clouds conspired otherwise
I’ll just leave this here.
When a man can’t give his liver he’s not going to give his heart.
An occasion peeled from the window.
Note: This is a different version of an exquisite corpse with no restrictions. Each poet contributed a word for the title and a line for the poem. Everything will be organized according to whoever responded first. The resulting poem can be a little chaotic, since each poet does not know what has been written or what will be written.