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"Busy" (2022)

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The hustle and bustle of a full house, the creak and hum of radiators engaging, background noise and foreground movement, Joaquin's home was always, ๐™–๐™ก๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฎ๐™จ noisy. Even beyond double-glazed windows and a postbox red front door, the outside fared little better. Decades-old trees moaned in the wind, nature chirped and scuttled, and even the clouds drifting lazily across the grizzly sky seemed too brisk. Beyond that, tyres squealed along asphalt highways, horns blaring a belligerent cacophony to the tune of purple-faced, road rage swearing.



It was too much.



It was all too busy, too loud, all the time. Even on the days when the wind abated, when the sky sat cobalt calm, it's vast expanse still hummed and whirred with the cotton candy trails of commercial flights. Even the quietest of hidden backroads bore almighty tractor engines, screaming around winding bends and thrusting road kill fox guts into the earth. And people, well, ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ต.



All of Joaquin's best work happened at night. When the heavy veil of darkness fell over civilisation's buzz it bought a welcome dampener to the day's dissonance. With stars spat across the midnight sky, the inky black concealing humanity's protracted and inevitable continuance, Joaquin would sigh, smile and begin his nightly task.



Embalming bodies was his life's work. It bought in a steady income, he could work alone (his preference,) and his odd hours weren't frowned upon. His basement was kitted out in the best of the best, almighty jugs of embalming fluid, state-of-the-art machinery, and a clinical level of cleanliness. ๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต.



As he filled another body with formaldehyde, Joaquin revelled in it - the quiet, the silence, the inevitable stillness; it was everything Joaquin dreamed of. Smiling as he placed a gloved hand over Mrs. Fornby's mouth to muffle her strangled screams, Joaquin sighed; ๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐™™๐™ž๐™™๐™ฃ'๐™ฉ ๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™–๐™ .


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Originally written and shared as part of Verbuary 2022: https://tinyurl.com/78serv3h

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