in the bushes with
her binoculars.
wearing a black
coat
and hat, gloves.
her face painted
in bold
dark stripes.
she's peering over
the hedge in
my direction.
i open the door
and wave to her.
which makes her
hit the ground
and crawl
backwards
like a worm. hey,
i yell. i see you.
what are you doing?
do you want some
coffee?
just made a fresh pot.
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