there is a middle way, apparently by Bogdan Dragos

It's late

23:58

not many buildings
around
and even less
people

a few trees
and bushes
and a mostly empty
parking lot

I walk towards my car
when
she comes out from
behind the yellow
dumpster

approaching me

holding a
clinking piggy-bank
in her pale outstretched
hands
 
“No thanks,” I said
and resumed my walking,
checking my pockets
for the car key

“But,” she said, “if you
don't take it
I won't be able to
haunt you
tonight.”

I stopped

Turned around

Walked back a few steps
to face her again

I pulled out a coin
and tossed it into
the small opening of
the piggy-bank

There is a middle way,
apparently

If you have an infinite
amount of coin tosses
you have a possibility of
landing it on
neither heads
nor tails

Eventually, it'll land on
its edge
and stay so

I think it did on
that night

I'm pretty sure it did

What I'm unsure of
is who's haunting
who now 

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