smooth criminal
let’s have some fun tonight
a motto that never grows old
another sinister third shift
sitting comfortably on the recliner
fingers limber and dancing
across the touch keyboard
searching for gold underground
it’s just a matter of time
some lockboxes are easier
to jimmy open than others
while barred windows need only
combination taps to slip right past
and those secret backdoors
once found are virtually accessible
no need for ropes or ladders or plastic
just a quick letting in & out
before escaping into the night
december two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
Interesting poem
Thank you