Ingenuous Disingenuousness

I've been lax. For those who read this stuff, I thank you. Even in my most unproductive of stupors, I would just like to say, I still make it a point to stay abreast with the works of others. My hats off to them. You are inspiring, inspired people.

I've been writing some short versed poetry lately. Expect a few of the like before I get back to short stories. Anyway, I hope this makes sense to you.

The day took a turn for the worse;

you remember.

Beyond your expectant glances

and their glaze,

I saw clouds thickening.

Obnubilated intentions and ideas,

served only to proliferate our ingenuous disingenuousness.

Then the rain came.

A storm of subterfuge,

befell an otherwise convincing ruse.

When the cataracts lessened,

a tepid glow returned.

The resulting humidity left an indelible musk.

Fallen limbs were cleared and candles lit,

just in time for the guests to arrive.