“Wrought distinctly only tapping, some angels door. Madam Nameless-- vainly morrow;-- Presently rustling napping evermore. Forgiveness Lenore-- heart grew door;-- sought nothing Thrilled ‘Tis midnight silken, rare wished stood beating repeating Lenore---” Original Poem: “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe. Cut-Up by @silence-singer.

Here is my first cut-up, made from the words of Edgar Allan Poe’s “The Raven.” It is honestly quite fascinating how though the words are chosen at random they make sense in their own way.