The Sneaker
Originally published on October 25, 2005
In a dark coat in the darkness making no sound
That’s the way he wanted it as he snuck around
Under a bridge, into a ditch
The night was so black, as black as pitch
He silently slid into the abyss
It was so silent there was hardly amiss
The darkness engrossed him even as he stood
He wouldn’t go back even if he could
He stood there gazing until dawn
When the sun finally awoke, from the hill…
…he was gone.
