Voices guiding;

Bribing,

deep in negotiation.

 

Volumes fighting;

striving,

Slice in to speak.

 

Overarching shrieks

from drowning,

bitter tongues

fade to muffled tones.

 

Some sweet sounds hide,

heard underneath

Chip in, chime in

And in between with

Subtle chords to fit

That let rip and

land on the page,

or hover there –

mid-air to cause

a swarming war of rage

where ragged words

sing major slurs and

minor scales play shame.

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