Out of Paris – a haibun (hour 3)

Once again, Paris is engulfed. It started with a nice hotel in the 13th. Only the customers were the catalyst, not fire. The attitudes, mentality, crimes going off like time bombs, all taking hold of les medames et monsieurs here. This beautiful city of love is now hideous, destroyed by hate. People are anxious, arrogant, angry, full of animosity, rude like wasps stinging for no reason. All of this chaos is rolled into a ball, aimed to strike any structure. But it started with his, and BOOM, it made him decide. I want out. I need an escape, away from all this. As if by magic, maybe fate, he found a flat … outside. And now he’s free, albeit partially.

He’s left Paris now

connected only by trains

work is the only flaw.

 

– Sandra Johnson, June 25, 2022

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