mostly haikus by nick krefting

three day weekend – “todd”

In Three Day Weekend on June 17, 2011 at 2:19 pm

He came in as he always did – unannounced, unexpected, and reeking of exotic spices and stale sweat. He was dressed in black from head to toe, his face unmemorable, his greasy blonde hair uncombed, and his hands empty. He spoke in an accent that couldn’t be placed, when he spoke at all. Inside, he was never without a flask; outside, never without a cigarette.

Todd.

He never gave any coherent idea of his past or where he went when he wasn’t hanging around. No one remembered when he had first appeared; one day, it just seemed like he was a staple in their experience, a small but necessary part of the crew. No one even knew his last name.

They only knew that when we was around, their nights lasted a bit longer and their time together seemed a bit more urgent. Nights spent with Todd were not always the most fun, but they were far and away the most memorable.

And so, in came Todd, and the room seemed to make a little more sense.

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