Friday, September 21, 2012

Puddle Monsters: Terror In The Distance

“It’s like a puddle,” she said, “this sinkhole.
A giant puddle so deep you’d be afraid
as an adult to play the way kids played
and for fun pretend at the tempter role

and dare a friend to jump it, either whole
or a narrow spot where the strange shape made
a ledge here and one there, a place to trade
a play leap for a play glimpse of your soul.”

They looked in. Some places reflected sky.
Some places were deep, changing, endless black.
Four friends moved closer, all of them seeing

that distance. Sky and depth seemed to defy
them, lure them, pull and press them, make them crack.
They helped each other turn away. Fleeing.

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