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rancorous quietude

Soft is the day that towers down upon us. Silken air skims our epidermis, that leather that will soon be numbing and trenchant.

We contemplate the oppression of the clouds. 

Serenely. 

These delicate pillows staying afloat in the azure of the ocean tactlessly shroud the sun, acclimated with lingering in lonesomeness. This combustion, deeply misprized, enumerates every second of our trivialities. 

The mellow hours pass, knifelike, and I succumb to these moments of dancing dolorousness. Warblers carol macabre purities, perched on the tree of estranged formalism, indoctrinated fruit dangling off its branches. 

My tempestuous heart bleeds. 

Tranquilly. 

The daggers of transgression transpierce my unconscious. 

Deliberately. 

Pernicious is the day that towers down upon us. 

© Margaux Emmanuel