Freeverse 627

4/27/22

beside my eyelids
an expression of pavement
a dirty dilated shield

a priceless museum display
that people weren't supposed to touch (they did)
they believed no one was looking

looking left, looking right
they pounced
thieves, convincing themselves they are borrowing
or that they somehow deserve what is not theirs
working for a greater good or god

touching with frostbit hands
we can still sense the hands hovering
like a magnetic pull or wind current

the security guard (with steps like a grand thunderbolt)
turns the corner
the melody of the alarm is spectacular

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