The Jazz Trumpeteer
Never drained spit on a peer.
Practice all day in the caves”
In my head I win these races.
But nothing’ll stop their circling.
Motherfucking jazz trumpeteer.
Copyright © 2014 by Jennifer Roush
In this particular piece, the author, Jennifer combined 2 Lines with the 111 words of anything goes. Notice how cleverly she wove the prompt lines “the girl shifts her buttock, but they keep circling,” in her narrative. Her use of crass language is reminiscent of the author of those two lines, Charles Bukowski. All in all, good work for a few minutes of time.