Here is my experimentation with exercise 4: "Lexical accretion (or the piling up of similar words)" in Writing Poetry, p. 208. I borrowed the title of Mike Doughty's song "Busting Up a Starbucks."
Busting up a Starbucks with a white-frothed shovel
I up-end an Espresso-shotted double.
Busting up a Starbucks into a million tiny little
pieces, coffee grinds spilling, spackiling wall like
feces. Busting up a Starbucks, all the Mexican
Java Joe. Entrails of bitter sugar-seeking begonias
as heat-seeking missiles splash out aromas.
Busting up a Starbucks with cash in clip. Tall, grande,
ala mode, searing hard-cracked hands with sweet finger jars of
tips.
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