Leftovers from the Random Poetry Generator
For my 30th birthday party, my wife set up a “Random Poetry Generator”: an apothecary cabinet where party guests were invited to write words on slips of paper and place them in the appropriate category: nouns, verbs, adjectives, adverbs, animals, places, People Present, and body parts. The final category was an unfortunate but ironically surrealist innovation that got way out of hand. The game was fun, but after the guests left, there were still some unused words. So naturally I dumped them on the table to see what would happen. Note: I had to use a random word generator to supply some more verbs.
Sweaty hipsters gallantly nibble David’s big toe,
and a saucy hyena nervously elbows Annie’s tibia.
Ambiguous junk appeals to the frontal lobe
of Pengo Pengo.
Piglet lustily inflicts a tibia in Brookland
while the pedantic koala nasally crafts a vulva.
An unruly shrew runs gingerly,
and catfish are in the basement scoring anus.
A thirsty meerkat cleverly cleaves Shant’s IT band
while the unicorn of Madagascar friends Jeff
and the honey badger
happily mutilates the monkey’s feet.
A lazy penis poetically disgraces a stag.
In the sacristy, nuance and coffee homogenize.
Elbows in church are goats.
Brooks is snagging a beetle.
art by David Carmona