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    A S2P2 diversion, set between the fountain and the 'back rent' scene.

    Rated PG.

    Blair-ku

    by Helen W.

    "Are you awake now, Mr. Sandburg? You'll be fine. How are you feeling?"

    Wow, that's almost a haiku. No, wait, that IS a haiku. Cool.

    "Please open your eyes.
    I'd like to give you a quick
    examination."

    He's still at it.

    I like this doctor
    but I'm really exhausted
    so I'll stay like this.

    So there.

    The stethoscope feels
    very cold against my chest.
    Do I deserve this?

    Oh, shit.

    My head hurts like hell,
    they have me under blankets,
    and my hair is damp.

    The fountain - Alex
    must have hit me and pushed me
    into the water.

    And then what happened?
    I saw the jaguar, the wolf.
    And Jim chose my life.

    Wow. Damn, Jim's gonna be messed up.

    My eyes are still closed
    but I can tell that Jim's here
    hanging back, silent.

    I should stop this mad
    haiku abuse and face him --
    find out what's been wrong.

    Or if they know where
    Alex is or where the nerve
    gas is or what the plan is or why I'm not dead or...

    Beepbeepbeepbeepbeep!
    But the doctor says I'm fine
    And I take deep breaths -

    Calm. Or else I'll freak
    Jim out still more and when his
    ice breaks we all drown.

    I'll keep my eyes closed
    for now, count my syllables
    to keep my thoughts in check.

    He takes my still hand.
    "Hang in there, buddy," he says
    "I'll be back later."

    Okay, go get her.
    I'll stay here and try to fit
    seasonal imagery

    into my ramblings
    so that the haiku police
    go easy on me.

    *** The End ***

     

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