Acrostics.
October 9, 1996
ProvidenceSomeone gives out a word or phrase. Everyone writes one word for each letter in the phrase which also starts with that letter. Then everyone writes a line for each letter of the original word which also begins with that letter.
ebony fiddles
eukaryotic bananas octagon nevertheless yodel frantic images Darwinian discotheque levitate erstwhile sanctuary
entering under kinetic aromas relinquish yesterdays onto the inner city
breathless and neutral a native adopted serpents
overtly coveting taragon asterix gargled opulent nouns
never estimate virginal expressions roughly they habitually expound laws elementary silent slender
yearly offerings decompose exercise less
finger rality already -- nuptually trendy inside Canada
insincere miracles annunciate gelcaps -- enveloping slowly
dangerous alabaster riffles will intimidate -- narcoleptic imaginations arouse notice
disclose illusory survival curtains or the housemaid’s élan quickly unearths evidence
let each violet insect taste ascorbic telling elation
espresso rinds still taste white however intimate lupine expires
sarcophagi amount noodles contents teem under aritheus roman yelps relinquish
Even under kicks of the audience respnd your own treatise in color
Beware assume no alleged needles assuming sister --
of -- congenial -- touristing a gameplan of needles
No endings veering except re: the holiest-of-grace establishing less engineered sun -- sorry
You only do little enough!
Fixing rabbinical attention nasty tic in capital
Imagine my affair -- grace existing system prayer #2
Divinity as rallying wiwthin national ink national industry as napping
Does it still catholic over that heady executive query unify your ears
Laid! Even vast initiative taken as that earpiece
Earliest riot sucking that wind hurted I lived earlier
Sold -- and never counting toys up after resisting you
X. Not even sure where this part came from. ?/96
illusory survival curtains
fleeting
I cling
this is the only hold
it keeps me closed windows.
I press up against the pane.
narcoleptic imagination
I forget who I become tomorrow
we sleep violently
striving to dream enough
and there are gaps where I fish
jerking lines
living in the black spaces
zones of concrete
gargle opulent nouns
rearrange my throat
satin voice, satin slip
slip the songs, the soul, the beat back down
Husky beat, kernel notes
Surround the sound, the air in garbles
Become the reed, the silk-husk seed
The air, the heir
to a throne of soul.