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  • Writer's pictureMelinda

Crepuscular Inert Vorpal

Updated: Sep 16, 2019

Under a crescendo

Of a crepuscular moon

I lie on crushed blades

Of verdant grass

A mood settles

In the air around me

Each molecule still

Even the fireflies lie, inert

A stillness before what's to come

And come he will

His vorpal blade

Thirsting for my flesh

Thanks to @iwriteforme for these words

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