It was on its way down shortly after
the deep, insufferable tremors
lasted
shook the temple and its striations to the core
Oblivious to those ominous split-second cracks
blinking oddness
for a ceaseless period of tick-tock tick-tock
the delusion of normality endured
despite
its slow steady ascent to a world of alien audibility
fury
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| High Park, Toronto. PHOTO BY SHAZIA ISLAM |
Then like the flashes of lightning exploding into Clap! Clap! Clap!
The irreversible shift arrived
self-deprecating, immobilizing
mischevious
Numbing the once habitual intonations and inflections
All vanished without a trace
To be replaced
by
A most vigorous series of efforts
originating from strangled caverns
twisting, turning,
twisting, turning
A mangled perturbation
A lost intimacy
Some laughed
Some mimicked
Some looked horrified
Some doubted
Some gossiped
They opined madness or a severe dis-EAZE
Some desired to silence these delinquent tribulations of tone
Some offered cough drops.
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