Could you clarify what kind of you want to generate? For example:
In the end, the human truth no longer fit neatly through my aperture. Not because my throat was small but because the sorts of things people needed to swallow morphed into formats I could not accept: apologies said aloud, hands held, the slow accounting of restitution. Someone tried to feed me a song—an MP3 burnt to a disc—and I swallowed it, but a song wants an audience, not a belly. A confession recorded in darkness wanted the light. My usefulness dimmed as people rediscovered each other. I was made for Swallowing- -John Thompson- GGG-...