Midnight Escape

So where is the sky?
Unseen through the orange haze
Our Southern City lights
Forever mistaken for the dawning day
Glowing dimly through the early morning
Vigilante dew drops rest on my noiseless shoes
One block, two blocks
Between the houses
Behind the sheds
Freeze!
False alarm
Floating up the steps
Exhale
Deep breath
Tap, tap, tap
SQUEAK
Cold midnight air fills my lungs
Heartbeats reverberating through my body
"Hey"
"Hey"
"You get caught?"
"Not yet"
Knuckles rap on fiber board
"Not yet"

Jesster Ketchupp

I write for the same reason I breathe, it's the only thing keeping me alive...