Here's an odd idea.  I heard a guy discussing this on WBUR's On Point today: you go to Google and type in a phrase in quotes like “Last night I dreamt” or “When I grow old” or “Now I realize that”, then with the resulting excerpts from websites that google returns, try to string the matching lines together into a poem.

Danish poet and radio producer Pejk Malinovski tells us, the search engine has spawned a new genre of contemporary literature: Google Poetry.

Add no original text to the poem, just the lines, minor edits are probably okay.  Pick and choose the lines you like, and arrange them as you see fit.  Here's a weird one I did (remember, I did this as a lark, it's not a window into my soul, these are just lines I found and strung together into semicoherent text):

There Was A Time When

There was a time when I could fly at speeds beyond speed.

There was a time when people asked me if I ever was not here.
There was a time when I might have said yes to that question, but not anymore.

There was a time when I checked items off a list; I filled binders with schedules and worksheets. Ticked and tied. I got things done.

There was a time when I knew just what I was living for.
There was a time when I cared about how others may see me.
There was a time when I wanted my ideas and thought to be accepted and acted upon by others.
There was a time when I wanted to be one of the cool guys and fit in.
There was a time when I believed in people's inherent goodness.
There was a time when I knew what my people needed.
There was a time when I was going to sacrifice everything for the cause.
There was a time when I wanted to be a hero.

There was a time when I was an idealistic dreamer…

There was a time when I believed in the story and the scheme of salvation.
There was a time when I would have said that with great pride.
There was a time when I knew that no matter what happened I would be taken care of.
There was a time when I wanted to believe there was fate or a destiny, where things happened for a purpose to get you somewhere special.
There was a time when I wanted to believe in miracles, but felt I needed to see one in order to believe.

There was a time when I couldn’t lay flat or turn my head in a certain position or the world would frantically spin like a nightmare merry-go-round.
There was a time when I wanted to shoot myself.
There was a time when I cared about her.
There was a time when I wanted to have a threesome with her and some other girl.

There was a time when I wanted vengeance.
There was a time when I cared about things I could not change.
There was a time when I cared about my own existence but now it's a show of improvement to everyone except for myself.

There was a time when I wanted to be written about. Now, I am scared that I might be coming out of people's ears.

There was a time when I counted the days that went by, then the months and finally the years. Now I count only my breath.

Freaky huh?  I was intrigued at how easy it was to string the lines together.  Obviously I can't claim authorship, each of these sentences was written by a different person. Check out Pejk Malinovski's blog to see some of his Google poems.