Waiting

by joetwo

Late in the night

Or early in the morning

Depending on your point of view

Mood bolstered by merrymaking

Always good in excess

Ignoring the light rain

Falling from a dark sky

Slowly making my way up a lane-way

Steps careful on the wet ground

Seeking fast food excellence

Down at the local chipper

Careless glances into bushes

Finds two eyes looking back

Eyes surrounded by whitish fur

A fox, staring at me

I look at it, it stares back

Neither moves for a minute

Both unwilling to act

Waiting for the other to make the next move

The rain and growing hunger force my hand

I continue on

Looking back I see the creature still staring

Unmoved and waiting

For me to be gone

So it can continue its mysterious activities

In peace

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