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Words come in to mind And find their way to tip of tongue, To spill and spin And grow so large from lung. Words express our thoughts, And desires, and hopes, May save our life, perhaps Become the hangmans ropes. I prefer the time Before the word is heard, As thinking time is like alcohol tasted, And pronouncement deferred. A dozen ways to say One tiny sound, Whilst here, inside this cavernous camera, A million pictures to be found. Each image attracts, connects With myriad other photographs precise, Where sound is bound To emulate the scampering mice. Meaningless, and once said Forever fixed and awful, But still this kaleidoscope turns on, Ceaseless change, and ever beautiful. |