Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Generative poem: /usr/bin/diff

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2,3c2,3
< or if time even makes sense
< anymore.
---
> before my next shift, but I
> had to say hi.
5c5
< investigate some signal found
---
> investigate tidal forces in binary systems
7c7
< Some regular beeping out of
---
> So we set up in orbit around
13,20c13,17
< that we clicked
< we were facing something indescribable, something terrible
<
< something like God.
<
< Something like Death.
<
< We're not coming home,
---
> that we clicked that
> we were faced with something entirely new
> something like waves.
> Something like sound.
> We're not coming home just yet,
22,24c19,21
< it hates us,
< and now
< it knows
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> I miss you,
> and soon
> we'll be
26,27d22
<
< I'm sorry.