This joined at the hip asymmetrical

mutual opposites within one body 

might have been compared to  a faltering affair.

An enduring courtship that had yet to make that sprightly step down the aisle towards the altar.

“Grouch? I meant Ouch as I scraped my blouse on one of the brambles on nearby hedge.

Let’s say I had a narrow

ESCRAPE~ ESCAPE.”

Wendy opined.

“THAT NOT “WIT”- STANDING.”

As her twin psyche side kick  was quick to  assert …”

“That notwithstanding every wit has a STANDING with others given any fun inducing gaiety.”

But an underlying deep ocean gurgling  turbulence that burst into ice pavement stubborn  artic currents when not also 

copycatting saharaesque scald   basis on an environmental fluke chapter  but also  that ebony  edge nudging towards December apogee of nostalgic  once upon a timeism.

Reflect on that SEASONED DAY-LYJINGLE.

Chirpy children infectious who let fly in higher octave range.

Wishing well wistful? 

“It was quite  shivery and crippling cold that my two best friends, Vera Vanish,  and Vaughan Vacant  struggled against a pre christmas day of car mist swivels, 

foot swerve,  and choral croak blackbird distraction.”

 Wendy  and Carla carol  chime in unison. 

“Reaching a destination  such as ours

sounded an outlier eternity. In halloween bell voices.

A pre christmas trek resembling 1930’s gothic era suspence thriller.”

Despite this deep freeze winter snowflake recall or recoil there was always this radial blur  propelling the dual entity or one could even portray it as MAIZE.

MAY’S COEXISTENCE WITH MAIZE. 

As this contemporary narrative  had this semblance of a May Month.

And the dual schism identity had acquiesced in the season of bountiful harvest and endowed florid  pigment. 

Autumn,  insinuates worm wide into their dialogue and week day happenstance.

Reverting to the christmas eve fiasco as feature, temperatures  just plummet robustly.

Pop up icicle wedged moulds at the most obtuse incline or tilting.

Black ice treacherous patches an inhibitor.

“How did Vaughan and vera, such fantasy appellations entertain an existence let alone a dark frozen charade of being a felicitous source of cheer at a cordial inn?”

Wendy not a one to be overtly circuitous in her portrayal of atmospherics luminous or sombre.

Dedicated to my most wonderful, gifted, brilliant , and  caring sister

Jay A  Pallen