Poem Word Game

Tonight, Eugene introduced me to a rather interesting way of getting creative juices in the mind flowing. He explained a method he found in a book Poemcrazy by Susan Goldsmith Wooldridge.
Basically, one person asks a simple question, and the other person answers the question in a creative way. We switched off and made three poems each, and here are the answers I had:

The first is called "The Sachel Mousse"

The lizard
Crawling around on top of you
You were with me
We were all lizards
No purse was I wearing
I carry it
I guess it's because I didn't Have my glasses on
The doves were afraid we Were all going to die
Black doves
Black eyes
The palace was a Big grey bastion smotheredIn poop
The sun froze ten miles awayThe size of a raisin
They needed crap-bricks for the seals
Scraping crap from theBastion

The second is called "The Eggo-lacto-Vegan"

I was the cold wind
Like death enclosing around and squeezing the life from you
The broken band of soldiers
I took them for myself
The disfigured ones
The prophet
One goat feasting on the dead
I could see the whites of his eyes
Right on top of me
Like rancid eggs mixed with hot sick
"Burn me, but I thought he looked better"
My demented foot!
Very hot, but fleeting...

The third, and my favorite (we discovered the usefulness of simpler questions) "Mind-Trap"

Striving pupil
Hiding from my murderous parents
Eating my blood-stained scabs
In my skin, I'm deprived of all but life
My disillusioned shadow
She found I wouldn't respond
And thought to end my pitiful life
I heard the agonized screams of my mother's death, and smiled
The screeching brakes of the police car
I found the brutal darkness within the shadows
Eating my happiness and drinking my soul

This was a rather enjoyable activity, surprisingly so! It was kind of exciting to read the end product, and just think that it came from a bunch of simple questions.