A Random Word Poem
While taking a creative writing class in college, I had a class assignment where we were given a stack of cheap carnival tickets and magazines. We went though the magazine and wrote single words down on the back of the tickets. We then took all of the tickets put them in a pile and everyone picked out about a dozen words. The product of that assignment is the following poem.
I wished upon a school of fish as they flew in Cadillac cities run by a German prince and Polish chief— elected by the mackerel senate. Through the birdeye scope they watch the suits who click their teeth in unison and leave a trail of purple dust that girls flush through plastic gills which hum low calling out the fox who sleeps quick on a dandelion bed.