I runs, killing his limited cancer. Sist light spelunking, turning his sick fog. Her tooth limited sugar Sister walks hungry. Saber fire, shit talking, turning. Super tsunami. Die Shoot, asking. fuck applesause.
Reason for writing:
John Cage composed some random music, leaving the music up
to chance, which is what I did with this poem. I wrote down
the first 10 nouns and verbs that came to mind, then 10
other words and used them as shown above.
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