I teach a workshop at the Writers Center. It's for teens, and I spend 2 hours a week giving them writing prompts and helping them cultivate ideas and trying to convince them of the importance of reading (You would be surprised how many teens are interested in writing, but read NOTHING). So, this is a work of mine based on one of these sessions. This is a freewrite, but more than that--I really worked to turn my mind off so that there was actually no thinking involved at all in this--strictly one word connected to the other. No sense making, but still kind of weird and interesting...
And this is also done with no correction for grammar etc
The prompt: In a state of disarray...
The green dream has run off with the cowbells and the girls are all wearing pantyhouse without hearts in them
how could we go any further or faster than what's scraped from boots and scattered out from ordinary A cadence becomes bashful and lips crackle like a minefield in the hot white light of the afternoon
we were given for nothing a meat piece to grind our minds on while out of the scours the enemy was wet with blankets and lemon cheers He couldn't answer for the caterpillar or the region of the filthy lillies and
the alligators regurgitate with purpose the science of time the outline of an imbecile wet and wailing at the window she dropped it with the bin and the credit card bills blew it up with the garbage and grandma's antique broken lamp when the eyes slide sideways wash without knowing or feeling you'll always drive desire into the pit. The teeth will watch like bitter snails the way the lace yellow of your trimmed fat and all reports are bare
jump cause or the slip is golden and the brutal canvas of monotony will manifest with breakfast It isn't about neutrality legality is all a bounty for the hun hold your breath and count before the meat maker comes across satelite the backyard party was announced by midnight like a clock has thought emotion breath exit exists exists exits
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