As an experiment, as I needed a bridge to another experiment, I tried making a piece of reduction poetry. I used
brownbetty's story Clad in Other Guise as my base text for... no particular reason, except maybe that I'm testing out her creative commons license. I will see if we are still friends after, I guess, and write up a summary of my observations!
So basically what I did was take my delete key to
brownbetty's story, and then stop before I had an entirely blank page. The resulting poem was... far more disturbing than I first intended, so I am putting it behind a cut. You should probably take that as a content warning.
If this is what happens when I tear the flesh from your words, Betty, no wonder people have nightmares of skeletons.
( in Guise )
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So basically what I did was take my delete key to
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
If this is what happens when I tear the flesh from your words, Betty, no wonder people have nightmares of skeletons.
( in Guise )
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