The Lazarus Corporation has a cool txt mixing desk for doing cut-up and other stuff on yr textual input. I pulled an old unpublished poem off my hdd and set it to work. The original is on the left. I added the line "Dirty windows/need windowlene" after the first mutation. More cut-up links and engines here.
I feel sick
in waves
through my body
flowing illness
washed over my organs
inside my ripcage
and
sitting inside my head
pointing out my imperfections.
pointing out my organs
inside my ripcage
and
sitting imperfections
structure
flowing illness
washed over me
I feel sick
in waves
through my eyes
dirty windows
need windolene
Waves
through my eyes
dutty inside
structure
flowing illness
washed my head
pointing out my over I
I feel sick
in organs
inside my ripcage
and
sitting imperfections windows
need windolene
Inside my head
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