Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Exquisite Corpse | Poem

Over at Language Is A Virus you can give the exquisite corpse poem generator a shot if you like and add something to it. However you may not be adding to the poem in the way that you at first might guess. I gave the Exquisite Corpse program a try. This is a chunk of a poetic idea thats been rolling around in my head since yesterday morning followed by the result of 'ExquisiteCorpse.exe'.

IN

She tossed their conversation into the street
Careless of that misamic sink
wafting, creeping back into the cab
easily climbing the thick summer morning's wet breath
tar tints her lips and poisons her song

OUT

wet misamic their that climbing the breath into street and She thick the lips tar easily tossed Careless her summer back song sink the wafting, of into poisons tints conversation morning's cab her creeping

The result leads me to believe that different, maybe better, results could be obtained by filtering the input on a per line basis.

1 comment:

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