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Click hereSilences wrap't in chords of fluted glances,
cacophonies crackle in crinkled
crashes of crazed crassness
The stonied calls of slighted boys,
the sleepy looks of sated girls
the slightly rotund swells of disparate minions
marching slowly
slip-keyed roused fervors of
nighting-galed nurses
Twisted was the frond, gasping
the hewn channeled troughs
like becalmned sails
over fused silica
Fused? caked solid, no water anywhere
While cloying muds clung to chappals of broken dreams
lifted - strewn like many
colored bangles glass
littered in shards of prism'd lightings
we sat saw wondered
wrote pledges ensconced
slipped into skidded cymbals
Sounding silently
Is there some reason for all the unusual spelling among all the alliteration?
wrap't nightinggaled chappals cynbals
what all is going on in this poem. That's because it needs to be read slowly and at a quiet moment, which I didn't do or have. Though, I did pick up on the great phrases like fluted glances