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Shrouded in the night
I stalk around the property
Looking in the window
Everyone’s asleep
Now I let myself in
Careful not to wake the baby
Easy does it up the stairs
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Leslie Writes
Another struggling millennial. Writing is my creative outlet and stress reliever.
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Comments (9)
I can't decide if this is an intruder or something more like a teenager trying to sneak back in after curfew, and the fact that I'm unsure is eerie in and of itself. Great work!
Is it a burglar 😬
I'm not sure why I feel this about this seemingly simple poem but it seems to be shrouded in mystery. I will have to come back to this one and think about it for a while. Great work as always, Leslie.
Oooo, is he a robber or a serial killer or a rapist or all three? I love how you left it to our imagination!
Sounds very familiar...
Ooooh, mysterious. Nefarious interloper or mum out late!
Aaaiiiyyy! This is chilling! Creative and creepy take on the challenge.
Loved it!!!❤️❤️💕
Such an eerie bit of poetry.