Footfall of a polite mallow echoes in your vicinity.
Intention does not match those expressions
Which pain the face and crack the lips
And inspire nothing in the subject
But trepidation, uncertainty.
The situation becomes alarming by decree of fallacy;
An inability to express reason or distillation of thought.
And further to the confusion, an inappropriate chuckle
Destabilizes an already an already shaky bond.
Teeth remain hidden, perhaps hiding.
Still that laugh has disturbed the air
And will serve to dilute the longing for ease.
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