January Prompts 5051-5075 

23 January 2016 09:50

5051 At night, him, walking alone down an inner-city street

5052 I am intact, sort of

5053 I doubt your dreams are valuable

5054 I am done, I am done, I am done

5055 It is all ruins, and appalling

5056 Mad as a hat full of cats

5057 Your black looks, your interminable tragedy

5058 Well-FUCK-you

5059 Pull it in and let’s go home

5060 You sail back in on a tide of whisky

5061 A virginal swan with a dirty filthy mind

5062 I would like to go to Cuba

5063 What is it about this particular wife?

5064 No, I really hate her poetry, but that one poem

5065 A big cat’s following me

5066 We have filled the mattress with mud

5067 Tart Art

5068 The lit dark chambers of the eyes

5069 It is not my heart. My lungs are beating

5070 We begin silver slivers without sex

5071 The sharp silver of taps and chain, the white

5072 We came over the moor-top, the car sputtering

5073 OK, very occasionally, I desire a little

5074 We have painted over the cracks

5075 Let me stow some largesse upon you