Catch me if you can |
Catch me if you want to |
To kill a mocking bird |
To kill a joker |
Joker – to the left please |
Joker seperate from clown |
Clown your way out of this |
Clown ahead |
Ahead of sorrow |
Ahead of pain |
Pain for glory |
Pain for want |
Want because |
Want but |
But why |
But me, now |
Now used to be the time |
Now used to get me present |
Present for president |
Present for love |
Love is the new black |
Love is the new orange |
Orange I can’t stand it |
Orange, a clockwork |
Clockwork wound up |
Clockwork wind down |
Down or I will bark |
Down or I will bite |
Bite for glory |
Bite for fame |
Fame to remember me by |
Fame to remember my name |
Name, what’s in it? |
Name, who’s in it? |
It is paralel |
It i straight |
Straight as a doornail |
Straight as dead weight |
Weight carried by numbers |
Weight carried with pain |
Pain for want |
Pain for glory |
Glory is my name, ah |
Glory is my game |
Game on |
Game over |
Over and out |
Over and about |
Clowns is what I’m talking about |
The clown who wants to get out |
Today’s prompt was to let your words fall onto the page, and do that in the form of a Blitz. In the past I’ve written some blitzes that I liked, and that became a problem for writing new ones. I never liked them enough. The day where I can just let my words fall onto the page is probably the best day to get reacquainted with it. I do like the urgency of the form. I don’t like how easily it leads me to cliches.
Fin the full prompt and the other participants on octpowrimo.com.
