a skipper sits on a bent grass blade; then leaves. the blade stays bent.
Bent Blade [Haiku]
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I'm swimming in the lake -
miles from one and all,
feeling peace and calm - when
the monster comes to call.
What could drag me under?
I'll never, ever know.
Some will always wonder
what caused the undertow.
The lake is surface calm,
and should be at its depths,
but in its muck lie bones
of those pulled under breath.
Some will swim tomorrow,
and in the days to come.
Most will come and go,
and just feel blissful numb.
Trains are done running.
Shops are shuttered,
except in the red-light districts
where the neon circuits burn.
Food carts are set up
under streetlamps,
sending out plumes of
fried food & grilled meat aroma.
Plumes meant to catch drunken strollers
looking for an affordable bad idea.
Tonight, the city accommodates all,
finding a bad idea to
fit each price range.