The Exquisite Corpse

A dream

They were all there, in my dreams

Exquisite Corpses dancing around them.

Alphabetic Buses,

Untwisting Strands of Color.

They were all there, in my dream

Father smiling

shaking hands with one Mr. Ernst

Mother marveling at the monstrous Elephant,

"straight from Celebes" she said.

They were all there, in my drea

President Kennedy,

defending the Treachery of Images.

Andalusian Dogs yipped and howled,

jumping about his legs

frolicking while he gazed disdainfully

They were all there, in my dre

Evryone I had lost

walkin with me

mile after mile

mils upon mles

towrd the distant form 

of the Red Towr.

They were all there, in my dr

as persisent as memory.

magots in their skuls

the weight of the erth

crushing upon their shoulders

dayses pushing on their 

bodies 

gasping for air

They were all there, in my d

my heros 

dividing infinitely

scors of the finest

walkig into fire

eching murmers into

th brains of those who heard

herd them

screeming for there mothers

They were all there, in my

Then I awoke.

 

Author's Note

The grammar and spelling problems are intentional