Haiku – Page 46 – A (wise) man of two faces

Holding the key

Trapped in my own head, taunted by wraiths and wights, saved by small kindnesses.

Rushing around at the last minute doing work and planning mischief.

I sight my targets, reach forward, then draw back while steadying my breath.

Thinking ‘bout a gift for a special someone this holiday season.

Drumming my fingers, waiting, wondering, dancing on the dagger’s edge.

A turbulent storm cut down by pale, thin edges to a fleeting calm.

(Don’t forget to smile. ^_^)

A flurry of white tugs at my memories and pulls out my smile.

A first step, taken with fear and trepidation, towards the unknown.