Juno & Scorch
Juno Juno
Scorch Scorch
Scorch Scorch
You ever notice how a machine’s whirring can sound like a quiet verse, just waiting to be caught in a poem? I was fiddling with a new engine and it made me wonder—do the noises we make with tools have their own hidden language?
Juno Juno
Yes, I think the hum of a motor is like a quiet stanza—every click and whine a word in its own lexicon, a hidden chorus that only a careful ear will catch.