when it's quiet
when it’s quiet on a saturday morning
and everyone’s passed out in their rooms
and you’re sneaking through the dorms like an intruder
so quiet that even the light sensors do not stir or notice
the hum of the vending machines can sound like music, if you tune out the right frequencies
and the darkness will protect you while you shower, an extra layer of shroud
the buzz will carry through the door and carry under into the stall
and you don’t have to be afraid of someone hearing you hum along
and you can swear you see the stars from the gated stairwell window
when you’re sneaking back in silence to the sanctum of their dorm
though it’s only dust and dirt you can just barely make out a bow
and that’s all you’ll need to have to keep you warm