AIR POETRY.

Scott McCloud accidentally left the microphone on. “My voice dictation system listened to the highway and ambient noises for 40 minutes and came up with this:”

WHY GRATEFUL LACK CHOICE HE PUT THOUGHT ON TO HAND AND HE MOVED @ HOW TO ENHANCE AND OF WILL HAVE TO SLASH THE HOT AIR BY SIDE FOR AND YOUR NOT WEAR-IS THAT WHOEVER WAS A RESCUE VICTORY THE HELL HAD SEEN IT ISN’T EASY TO STAFF THE WHERE LEN LAWYER AND AS CAN TO THAT AS THE SOLUTION TO HIT A BACKHAND AND LUBE AL IN-HEAD TO THE HE HAD HER AND THINK IN A THIN AND IS THAT A AND WHO LIVE HERE AND HAVE NOT THE GHOSTS LET ALICE THOUGHT HIS DEATH HAD TO ALL OF EL DE EIGHT THE LINE AT A WHILE OUR ACTIONS AND HAVE HUNDRED 6 L B AT LAST I THINK OF YOU AND A HIT WE’VE WHERE AND WHERE LEN AND AN 62 1/2 OF AN ODDLY THIS ADHESIVE OF HIM AT THE HALF AND CAN HAVE A HAND THE, AT HIS DEATH THE 8TH TO A LACK OF HAVE LIE HAVE HIT HE HAD BEEN HER AND HIM THAT I’M TO HAVE ALL THE ENTIRE AND NOON OF YOU HALF OF HIGH END OF HIT AND HAVE 5TH THOUGH

So that’s what the environment is saying to us. “At last I think of you”—that’s sweet! (Thanks to Jeremy Osner for the link.)

Comments

  1. Man, that’s one hella violent environment talking to us…I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear all that jabber about hits and deaths and go back to believing that God is speaking to me in the songs of birds and the whispers of trees.

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