mischievous

we tip toe at the beginning,
passing smokers at the front door.
swing open and hear the bell,
rain drips tears down naked windows.
opportunity strikes now,
whistle blowers held captive,
until the morning sun returns.
it’s now or never, & never again.
our chest pumps harder
as we escape the hidden cameras.

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