Getting caught., BREAKING LOCKDOWN

Here we are behind steamy windows!

Doing the unspeakable naughty,

Breaking taboos of good taste,

Hidden away from the law enforcers,

Behind our vehicle’s steamy windows,

NO body knows what happens here,

 Behind these steamy windows,

The cars back seat littered,

 with the mess of broken taboos.


The doors swing open,

Guns pointing,

Law enforcers shouting,

Hands and fore arms

Grease covered

From taboo fast food

Wrappers on backseat

And steamy windows

Condemn us

To prison time for food indecency

But ohhhh so worth it.

© 12/1/2021 rog leach

watching out the window from work today as I sat eating lunch. i saw car parked up outside with the windows steamed up. my imagination took me to this poem of what i thought might be behind those steamed up windows. #lockdownlife

ready for open mic nght(when it happens again)