Abandoned

It was misty this morning.  A brisk walk to the beach confirmed my suspicion of the shadow at my seaside home the night before.  I thought I'd better paint it before I forgot the detail.  For later when the 'authorities' might question me. 

It was hard to see the boat, off there to the left side in the moonlight.  Abandoned.  It was curious the tide did not drift it out to sea.  Had they come back?   Or was this a new boat?

So many questions filled my early morning head.  What were the Men in Black doing?  Where did they go? 

I was anxious to meet with Henry David.  He would know more.