Sunday, October 31, 2010

Somadict

dreams are prisoners the brain is wired the embers of mind set on fire and night slips by the wake of a quire sing softly with passion for song oye va canta m'illumina I've been inspired by Ezra Pound. Ever heard of the language Esperanto? So i'm messing with words based on meaning, not familiarity. Perhaps I'm losing all meaning in the attempt? also, I originally wanted to say in the wake of a choir, but thought of acquire and tried mixing the two to get a whole new meaning that can be felt but not said until the word is placed in context.

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