Damned Draft Dodgers

The morning light shone across the surface

I had hoped Canoe Lake would be like this



The constant financial pressures

Were constricting my creativity



A black canvas stalked my nightmares

Night after night I had the same reoccurring vision

So I thought a therapeutic fishing expedition

Might help remedy the darkness which had been consuming me



But sadly it only brought my blackened revelations

To the next extremity



As I pushed off the dock

I basked and reclined

In the serenity



This was exactly what I needed seclusion and peace

But after a short while I was distracted

By a faint line of smoke rising in the distance



When I approached the two men by the fire

Quickly they turned and shuffled away

I was startled when the third one attacked me from behind



The deserters worked quickly carrying my lifeless body

Towards the water's edge



There I was laid to rest in my shallow watery grave

I sunk beneath the surface floating adrift amongst the logger's forgotten rotting stumps



My assailants walked away

Swaying ignominiously

Running from a life of violence

Brought them closer to it than they could have ever imagined



Now they are cursed to the life of the damned