When the compulsion to clump words into an expressive list waits like a hungry cat for you to wake up, you had best get to jotting.
In the January 31 post, I took Edward Gorey's examples of a "Thoughtful Alphabet" to create my own nonsense. I cannot not help myself, today I present my second offering.
Another barn dance concludes.
Desiree entombs, flaunts geriatric houseflies
Kestrels loop moonward
nearing optimal propulsion.
through underground vaults.
It could just be me, but this seems fun. The more quickly you do it, the less (that word again) planning, the better. Shrinks may read deep meaning into these spontaneous erruptions. Oh well. Feel free to play along. xo