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Cleansing the Alabaster Lily

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 Bashful fox leapt into the womb of its den, when my conscience began sparring with rain. I dared the deluge to meet my brief existence with forceful pricks. Desperately, I ached below the malevolent sky, heaving out swears to swallow each definitive drop; inciting Tlaloc's assault for spite.

Destined, of course, to a sacrificial surrender.

I riled with fists full of nothingness, wailed to the bite of vanishing --gushed forth in swells of vociferous displeasure. Nearly realizing the wingless flight with each pitiful pounce.

Though nothing more than a fettered puppet, breathless 'neath the pressing chill of nimbus fingertips.

© 2015 blue angel
[100 word story poem]
Written by blue_angel
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