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