Monday, December 06, 2010

Another collaborative poem as written by my current section of Creative Writing. This one is an exquisite corpse, lightly edited.
Sugar Skulls
Old grapes are sour but sweet.
____"Hella deep man." The cold cat said
smoking his own brain.

Meanwhile another weed tends the garden
____until its hands are bloody. Its glass eye
rolls lazily around its skull.

People tend to like sugar skulls but why?

____Too many questions and not enough answers
that don't always lead back

to the questions of life, a stream of endless heartaches
____cured with pills, for its better to taste mud
than to get it in your eye, a

deep dark hole into the soul where love or hate

____can be found at its most desperate
state and religion will both burn when the volcano