Rather than be a great unknown in our lives, the randomness of thought is actually part of a greater order, as represented when you think to yourself, I think I need some cheese and salami, then, unexpectedly, have guests that you can serve said cheese and salami to, even though they weren't on the original list, nor the reason you thought you bought it. That is just one example of seeming randomness actually feeding some more complex pattern. The same sort of pattern you make by using the same vowel or consonant sounds over and over to create an overall feeling by the sound you are constantly recreating. Just like colors and smells evoke feelings, so do sounds, and these sound patterns, especially those created by words, are the manipulated by poets to attain something beyond where the simple use of words would take them. (Assonance & Dissonance might be the terms used, but those don't really interest me.) In a blur of curious writing, the feeling is in the words that spit out, sometimes short staccato then long (and at 4 letters uses fewer than short but sounds as if it takes more time to say.... leave it to the "g").
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