Trying to make stuff up on the fly

yo this is improv
haiku don't know bout this shit
they ain't in struggle

is there nothing that would please you more then a nice warm bowl of oatmeal in the morning? awkward silence. no there is nothing wrong the youth in asia. :wkw: ohh, euthanasia. :wkw: ... :wkw: no way has it been five years (needed it to be longer) wow :wkw: are you kidding you didn't gain a pound :wkw: 

I am trying to read T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land, but instead of doing the regular thing of have a tiny bit of info mating about a book before you read it, I am doing this one blind (yes, I got a braille copy). This is going to take a while.

Read the previous paragraph, but replace 'I' with your name, your true name, not something that you don't identify with, not something that is not you. Then proceed being,

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Less Importantly

Remember, today is November, but also tomorrow will be/is November I can correctly write both tenses because the fact of the matter is not of any other month yet it has become one of crucial dignity. Forty wink of the speckled wall, patched when anger enrages and emotion motions become closed fists and foot swings pendulum hinged at the knee and pelvis. Shattering crackles of what once was breakfast converted into stored energy, metabolizes from the cocoon within, appearing for the last time as an invisible movement of a moth accelerating into the windscreen of a driver-less car. Never shall we speak of what unknown moment of mystery no one knows of, but they shall pretend to, as what is a life without such nonsense, but a slave of being rather than the illogical contradiction of the previous sentence.