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For some works, like these, we designated one person to title and signal the end of the pieces.

BACK: Come to Dada

Somehow the title "My Pancreas Grows Bulbous" got attached to this as well. The working title appears below, right about where titles go...

DUCK EATS CRAYON-

another swifter came to pass 
plucking melted wax
an eager wax upon a gland
	eyebrows
heatlamp fix
     wax melts the colors to mute........
debated
 turns to ease her filtered thoughts
  	whats that you say?
breathy water town massacre
the fudge was hot
	and tasted of plenty of ducks
 	a quack a stump a dinner duck
     	walks
	cow
turn it under
  	END

Participants:

I angst l:Hair
Eardrumbuz: Lard
I big b l: Comb
RudeJabsco: Scissor
XPANCREASx: Mirror

A second poem created the same night

-IRON GOAT RINGED BAVARIAN-

	cast to the sea
	can it be no not her
	rounded and plain
	European shores
	tied to a tree of mulch and honey
	it's horns stay tight
	the steel of her girdle hurts them too badly
	curdled milk spews forth
	the gunpowder
	a horn for a goat a zither for a girl
	the shock
	she rings her hands another try
	loose footing
	rotting mucas supine on a hoof
	filings
	rocks
	for ends a love in her eardrum
	weathered from dull bent steam
	she tulips for a wax and rings another skill
	they slept
	never reaching the ring, empty grasps
	to bavaria she cries at dawn
	the water lapped their faces
	filled their eyes
	too many cares not too many cares for
	ears
	magnetic pulse
	a grip left loose
	a goat hurdles
   	

Participants:

XPANCREASx: New
Eardrumbuz: Soft
I angst l: Quilted
RudeJabsco:	Cover