We Visitors
Dogs bark
as we are strangers on this block
the night
is not used to intruders like us
the crickets
don't even trust our footsteps
just past eleven
and the windows have eyes
curious
of our unfamiliar presence
and I can't hardly blame them
we don't spell trouble
but the cicadas
and their fellow creature's trust
has worn thin
a dark cat
(I'm betting is black)
is tiptoeing this way
he's been sent to take a closer look
the watchman of their darkness
whose intentions are
that we might possibly see him
and feel the need to go away
but the night is a puppy
and we're not going anywhere
it will take a much bigger spook
than a (black?) feline
to scare us away
we've got tiger's blood
and the dogs
cats
crickets
cicadas
creatures
and neighbors
all know it
we called their bluff
and it's getting late
for them
but its damn early
for us
grab me something cold to drink
it's going to be a long night alright!
Copyright © Jslambert Mister Roboto | Year Posted 2011
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