Poetry

Curtain Twittchers

As I run the day to begin it

the sun comes up and I want to get out before anybody sees me and sees I have used up my quota for the day.

I think I can go out the front way once and out the back way the other time and no one will see me.

Maybe I can sneak out two or three times in a day before all the curtain twitchers see me.

It is only a matter of time before the have a hot line.

I saw him going out again twice yesterday and three times on Monday.

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                                                                     ~Marc Carver

                                                                         Basingstoke, UK

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